Page 16 of Elijah

I dropped my gaze to the table and dragged a finger along the chipped varnish. I hated sounding so pathetic and so needy, but I couldn’t help it.

“It was funny at first,” I said, still staring at the table. “But now I’m sick of it, and sick of how she makes me feel. I’m not a jealous person and I know that you love me, but she’s making me doubt everything about us.”

“Amy,” he whispered, lifting my face so that we were eye to eye. “I had no idea she made you feel like this. I thought like me, you just found her annoying as fuck.”

“She went way past annoying a long time ago,” I sighed.

Elijah’s eyes darkened as he shifted his chair closer to mine. “I’ll talk to her, tell her to back off for good. I don’t want you worrying all the time, because I swear you have nothing to worry about. She is nothing to me and never will be, I promise.”

His brown eyes begged me to believe him and I knew he was telling the truth. I nodded and within seconds his lips were on mine, kissing me gently until I let out a soft moan.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you too.”

My gorgeous, brown-eyed boy kissed me again and I knew he was all I would ever want.