Lani, Eni L.S. [namjoon book recommendations txt] 📗

total confusion. “Before you answer, can I please come in?” Is it a good idea to let him in? I’ve never had a boy in my room before. Well that was because I never took a guy home nor did I let my family know I was dating. They’d have killed me. For real. I can just imagine my mum cutting all my hair off. With a knife. I shudder at the image.

I step aside and gesture for him to come in. I close the door and face him. He has changed back into his uniform minus his blazer. He simply looks delectable. “Which is your bed?” he asks and point mine out. He walks toward my bed and sits on the edge with his elbows on his knees and his eyes locking on me. I bite my lip. I stare back with my arms folded on my chest.

“So what happened? One minute we were good and the next I turned to see you running away.” His shrugged holding his hands up.

“I had a very informative conversation with your fiancée,” I say quietly. His expression shattered me. Guilt was written all over his face. For a minute there I thought blondie was pulling my leg to hurt me. I guess she was telling the truth after all. “So it’s true then. You and Britney are engaged.” I turn and open the door. “I think you should leave,” I say refusing to look at him.

“Lani…”

“No! Get out!” I yell still refusing to look at him.

“Lani please…look at me. I can explain. Please let me explain,” he touches my shoulder but I shrug his hand off and turn my head outside. “There’s no need for any explanation. We weren’t together or anything. But when you decide to lead a girl on again make sure to let her know you’re already betrothed,” I say stonily.

“Lani please you’ve got to listen to me.” I turn my head sharply to finally look at him so he can see the pain showing in my eyes. “And I want you to get the hell out of my room. I never want to talk to you again!” I am shocked to see that pain reflecting in his eyes and I get angry. How dare he be hurt?!

“Don’t you dare pretend to be the one hurt! Don’t you dare you aikae!” (shit eater) I yell pointing my finger in his face. One minute I am yelling in his face and the next I know, I am being pulled towards him and his lips crash into mine.

Holy Shit! I know I imagined so many times how his lips would feel on mine, well this is far beyond what I ever imagined. I hear a big explosion of fireworks. Is that real or did I imagine it? I am too lost in the moment to think about it. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer. Our lips start to move in sync. He parts my lips with his tongue. I shudder grabbing his hair. I love his hair. His hands tighten around me. His hands moving down to my ass squeezing it. Our tongues meet and lock onto each other. I moan in his mouth.

Oh my gawsh. Reality finally sinks in. This is wrong. He has a fiancée. What we’re doing is wrong. When I finally get my wits together, I push against him breaking our kiss. I try to move away but his arms hold me in place. I look at his chest not wanting to look in eyes.

“This is wrong,” I whisper. “We’re not supposed to be doing this. You have a freaking fiancée! And it’s not fair for me. You’re giving me too many mixed signals and I can’t risk it. I’ve started falling for you and I’m calling a stop to this before you break my heart.” Actually, my heart is already broken. But he won’t know that.

“Lani please don’t. Look at me,” he tilts my chin up. His eyes are intense and I can see sincerity in them.

“I am already falling for you too. I’ve never felt this way so fast for anyone before. Ever. I feel like we’re meant to be together. Like you’re the other half of me.”

“It doesn’t matter Axel. You’re engaged to someone else.”

“Babe the situation between me and Britney? It wasn’t my choice. Our fathers are business partners and when we were little, they thought it would be a great idea for the business if their kids marry. I thought so too because growing up the only thing that was instilled in me was always to put the business first. I thought the marriage would be good for the business. I never thought I’d meet someone and really fall for them.” He bends his head closer his forehead touching mine. “Until you Lani,” he whispers.

“We can’t be together if you’re still engaged. I don’t want to be the ‘other woman’.”

“You won’t be,” he assures me. “Our engagement was never official. After speaking with you last night, I called my dad and told him I’m calling it off. It’s over.”

“Really? You did that for me?” I ask unsure. “I bet your dad wasn’t happy?”

“Yes. The moment I saw you at the window I knew you were special. My dad has no choice in this. It’s my life. And I choose you,” he smiles. I can’t help myself. I smile and place my lips over his. Again, fireworks exploded. I have been kissed before and shall I say none of them can live up to this. Now I know what has been missing. There was no spark. But with Axel, our kisses are overloading with sparks.

I break off our remembering classes haven’t finished for the day. “Unfortunately, I have to go change and go to class,” I pout. He grins and bite the corner of his lower lip.

“You don’t have to, we can play hookie for the rest of the day.” Gawsh I am so tempted to. But no I came here to study not skip classes and it’s only the second day.

“As much as I want to, I can’t. I don’t want to miss any classes in case they terminate my contract and send me back home. So wait here while I go change.” I peck his lips once more and I hurry to the bathroom with my uniform.

 

We walk to my classroom holding hands. My hand fits so right in his like it’s meant to be there. I have history while he has Physics and instead of walking to his classroom which is in another building, he insisted that he wanted to walk me to my classroom. We stop at the door and I let of his hand to open the door and start to walk in. I am halfway through the door when he grabs my wrist halting me in my step. I raise my eyebrows at him.

“No goodbye kiss?” he pouts. Gawsh he looks so cute I laugh and shake my head at him. He then smirks and pulls me to him, his lips capturing mine. It only lasted a second. Seemed like forever though. I laugh and jump away from him.

“Egg!” I shake my head as I turn back to the room. Oops. Everyone was staring at me. Most of them with mouths hanging open. I quickly bow my head and walk to my desk with eyes down. Well this is embarrassing. I am never a PDA kind of girl. As a matter of fact, any kind of PDA is highly discouraged and frowned upon in Samoa. Even holding hands in public gets all those mouths working. Especially old people. They call teenagers who show any kind of affection to the opposite sex as cheeky little brats. I hear someone clearing her throat. I look up to see a grinning Revi. I cross my eyes at her making her laugh. I wait until after class to tell everything that happened. Blondie has been sneering and insulting me all through our classes. Why does she have to be in all my classes today? I pretended she wasn’t even there and that made her more aggressive with her insults. Hilarious.  

I didn’t see Axel until after the last period. He was waiting outside the classroom when I got out. He was standing there leaning against the wall looking all sexy. I walk up to him and huskily say, “Boy, why you so sexy?” His eyes darken and I giggle. “You’re a tease Lani,” he accuses. I wink at him and giggle even more. He walked me to the room because Revi was talking, more like flirting, with Rhett and I’m happy for her.

We talk for ages getting to know each other. Apparently, he’s the heir to a multimillion trading business. His wealth kind of intimidates me. I mean, he’s rich and I’m not. We’re like total opposites. I’m that girl from the wrong side of the tracks if I were American. I notice that he never talks about his parents and I don’t pry anything out of him. I suppose he’ll tell me when he’s ready. Or something like that. I leave for the bathroom and back to find him going through my sketchpad when I return from the bathroom. I shriek and dive on him to get my sketchpad back. We struggle as I scream murder. I do not want him to see my drawings damn it. I laugh straddling him and he laughs keeping it out of reach.

“Give it back you ass!” I scream. He laughs even more and turns flipping me over. He pins me beneath and I stop struggling and pretend to scowl at him. It was not a fair fight because I only had one good hand. “Get off me!” I grit out. He smoulders at me. Damn that smoulder sure does things to my body. I try to fight a smile by biting my lip. His eyes darken and focus on my lips. I get a tingly feeling down there. You know. Down there. He moves higher and I feel his hard on brush against my hips. I swallow and lick my lip. Heaven help me!

“No. I like you underneath me,” he grins and then lower his head to my face. I am frozen stiff. I hold on to him so hard my nails are digging in his flesh. His presses his lips against mine softly and I feel my body turning to jelly. My grip on him loosens and my hands rub his back. I feel his muscles ripple as my hands pass over them. His right hand comes up to cup my face as he deepens the kiss. We are so lost in our kiss that we don’t hear the door open.

“Why hello there.”

Chapter 9

 

Revi interrupting our make out session was both a negative and positive. Negative? I miss Axel’s lips on mine. I never wanted it to stop. Positive? I couldn’t have stopped myself if she hadn’t walked in. Why is that positive? Because I want my first time to be special and not rushed. Oh did I tell you? I’m a virgin. At first it was a save-myself-for-marriage thing. That’s because we Samoan girls are always taught to stay chaste