Orla's POVI was so engrossed in the kiss that I didn't notice when one of his arms from my waist moved downward to scoop me up by the buttocks. Only when he lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his torso did I realize what he wanted.His lips shifted away from mine, and he began walking somewhere. I had no idea where he was taking me because my eyes were lost in his and we were looking deeply into each other's eyes. I trusted him blindly and didn't want to shift my gaze to see where he was taking me. He could take me wherever he wanted as long as he is by my side. I blinked when I felt something hard against my back and discovered him forcing me to sit on a rock. Because my legs couldn't reach the bottom of the rock, we came face to face.When I looked around, I realized he had taken me to a location that was hidden from the rest of the world, and even if someone happened to pass by the river, no one would notice us. Even the moonlight couldn't reach us at this point. We could

Orla's POVIt's been three days since that incident, and I still can't shake the sensation of his lips and fingers on my body, and every time I think about it, my cheek turns red and leaves a curve on my lips. I expected to regret doing it in the morning when I would be fine, but that did not happen. I didn't have an ounce of regret. The bottle spun once more before stopping at the girl. For the past half hour, we have been playing a game of truth and dare. Dante isn't in our game because we didn't include rogue, but he is watching me from afar. I haven't spoken to him since we came on the trip, and I have ignored him every time he tried to approach or talk to me. The bottle spun again, and this time it came to a halt in front of me."Truth or dare?" One of the group members asked. My classmates are very naughty. I am not sure what they will ask me to do if I selected dare so I went for the truth. "Truth" "Have you ever kissed someone?" What? My eyes widened and flicked first

Orla's POV As I pulled the blanket up to cover my face, my eyes squeaked shut and my grip on it tightened. I pushed it down a little and slowly opened my eyes to see if the ghost was gone from the screen, and I was relieved to see what I was looking for.There was silence all around, and the ghost was no longer visible, but I kept the blanket to my nose because I now have trust issues and can't predict when the ghost will appear again, scaring me to death. I have noticed that they appear after the silence with horror faces and ear-piercing screams.My chest was pounding in anticipation, and I was looking forward to the scene when I felt a hand on my shoulder, causing me to drop the blanket and shriek in complete terror. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh" When the hand crawled on my shoulder, the scream became even louder and my eyes squeezed shut.No, God!I don't want to die so soon! Please don't eat me!The ghost was speaking to me, but I couldn't hear him because my screams were louder than his v

Orla's POVHe sat on the edge of the bed when I spread my arms for him to pick me up on his back and carry me away because I was too tired to walk and I couldn't stay back in the room all alone. I wrapped my arms around his shoulder and my legs around his torso; he grabbed my legs first, and I shuddered as his palm came into direct contact with my thighs. I believe it had the same effect on him because he removed his hands from there and hooked his fingers under my knees. As he walked down the stairs, I moved my legs back and forth and rested my head on his shoulder like a small baby.I assumed we were going out for ice cream on the road and had a good time together, but instead he made me sit on the stool in front of the kitchen aisle while he went into the kitchen himself. "I thought we were going out for ice cream," I said, speaking from my head."I am not taking you out at midnight, at least not in these clothes," he said, his eyes moving up and down, "I don't want anyone to se

Orla's POVI skipped math class and came to sit on the basketball court stairs while Angus was in class. I have started skipping the math class, which is usually the last one, because the teacher has been acting strangely in recent days. He always summons me to the board and requests that I answer the question in front of the whole class. Maybe he suspects I am cheating or something because I used to be a terrible student who barely passed math exams and now I am doing so well.All thanks to Angus. I never pay attention in math class, but he always manages to teach me by the end of the day and makes me understand the whole course before the exam. This is how I am able to achieve high marks in mathematics. He never misses a class not because he needs to, but because he enjoys solving mathematics questions. He sometimes takes the class of teacher when he goes wrong and now the teacher is double terrified of him. While I was thinking about myself and Angus, I felt a presence behind me,