Thirty-Eight: Hang out Plan

LISA

I sat rigidly, conversation drifting around me while I couldn’t even do anything to contribute.

Because I didn’t want to be here.

But Axel made sure I was here.

I glanced up to see him having the time of his life. I must have glared hard because he looked up, a boyish and contagious smile on his face and I slowly dragged my thumb over my neck.

His response was to flash me a wink.

A wink, just the small flutter of his eye and I felt a flutter in the pit of my stomach. It was a couple of days after our conversation in the class and we still haven’t had sex, we’ve not really had time to fuck, to even sneak a quickie in between classes but we’ve talked and laughed and even though it hurts to admit, Axel Ivanov wasn’t that much of a bad company.

In fact, he was good company most of the time until he decided to add my name to the list of organizers for the evening hang-out, something that I didn’t want to be at all.

“I’m going to kill you,” I mouthed at him but his reply was a boyi