Blazing Academy: Semester One (Academy For All Things Scorching #1) - Avery Song Page 0,94

souls.

The longer we stared, the stronger the urge was, until one of us caved.

It wasn't me.

Gabriel's lips pressed firmly against mine. The sudden burst of connection and electric heat made my temperature spike in seconds, enough to leave me light-headed.

I clung a little tighter to him, his hands immediately moving to my waist and lifting me up onto his lap. The static kiss heightened quickly, and it was my first time making out with anyone.

Westley and I kissed, but it was short, sweet ones that made your toes curl.

This kiss was dangerous and highly addicting.

The click of a door opening up caught our attention, but neither of us pulled away.

We couldn't simply pull away.

I wanted the kiss to be complete, not like the hungry movement of our lips had an apparent time limit.

"Why did I have a strong suspicion this would happen?"

It was Keru who made the statement, loud enough to somehow slice through the lust fog hovering over us. Gabriel broke the kiss, and I blinked a few times before a pout morphed on my swollen lips.

"So you do like me?" I concluded.

He didn't say anything immediately, catching his breath before he huffed.

"Whatever." He picked me up off his lap, placed me on the side, got up, and literally walked out of the room.

I blankly stared at the door, only now noticing Keru and Westley standing there. I should have felt awkward after what just happened, but I clapped my hands.

"Welcome to Alice's palace!" I declared.

"How much did you two drink earlier?"

"A little too much," Westley earnestly replied. "But you and I both know that didn't happen because of some alcohol."

"I'll go check on him," Keru reasoned. "He's probably sulking."

"She may not remember," Westley offered.

"Or she will," Keru suggested. "Regardless, he should just be honest with his feelings."

"Why don't you be honest with your feelings, Keru?" I accused, pointing in his direction with narrowed eyes. He arched an eyebrow at me questioningly, but I got up and skipped over to him until my finger was poking his chest.

"When you see me, your heart goes lumpy dumpy and you get all tingly, don't you?"

He didn't say anything, and I noticed Westley's frown, but I smirked in pride.

"I can feel it." Patting my chest, I continued, "Right here. When the room is quiet during class and I get lost in my note-taking, I can feel within me bits of your feelings, just like my Westley and Angelic Asshole."

Putting my hands on my hips, I stood their proudly.

"Just admit the truth! You like me!"

I waited for Keru's submission, but hands pressed on my cheeks, forcing me to open my eyes to see Keru's smug smile.

"You're correct." He winked, then suddenly kissed me.

I blinked, completely stunned by his move. This kiss was also different. It brought hints of clarity, a flowing chill, and a desire to be within the midst of darkness.

He broke the kiss as quickly as it began, and my mouth hung open as I stared at him.

"Looks like those adverse effects happen when someone is tipsy," he concluded and let go of me. "Westley, stay with her for a bit."

"Where are you going now?"

"Still going to console the probably mopping Gabe, but let CloverSpell know so she can document it," he explained. "Plus, with the energy in here, I don't think I could resist."

I had a feeling I knew what he meant, but at the same time, I didn't.

Westley merely nodded, and we watched Keru close the door, leaving the two of us alone.

"Then there was one," I whispered. "Why...do I feel like I did something wrong?"

Westley didn't say anything for a moment, then said, "I'm going out for a bit."

I reached for his hand, stopping him from moving away from me. We shared a look, and I suddenly felt worried he was upset with me.

"You're mad."

"I'm not."

"Liar." I clung to his arm and moved close, until his back was pressed against the door and my body laid upon his. "You're...jealous?"

He didn't need to say anything as a flood of emotion pulsated between us.

Until our positions seemed to reverse and my body was pressed against the black velvet walls and my lips were crashing against Westley’s.

He growled against my lips, his body pressed against mine as he pinned my arms up against the wall with one hand while his other was on my hip and inching beneath my tight shirt.

Feeling his touch against my flesh made me shiver. A sound vibrated against my throat and left my lips in a