Page 103 of Tempting the President

Ditto, my friend, ditto, I thought even as I was torn between glaring and blushing.

When he actually reached for my lips, I tried slapping his hand away, but it was no use. He was just too quick, his lips twitching even as he easily evaded my blocks.

His fingers grazed my lips. “Seems okay,” he murmured.

Yes. They were so okay I could even try biting him.

Kellion only laughed. “You are a little monster,” he grunted afterwards when I managed to bite hard on one finger.

Before I could answer, rookies from Afxisi had come back, bearing fully loaded trays for us. It was awkward, having another student do something so seemingly menial for us, and especially knowing that these boys were probably a hundred times richer than I could ever be. But according to Kellion, it was part andparcel of their training, a way to make sure they didn’t become too blinded by their egos.

Everyone stared as the rookies silently laid the trays on the table and just as silently stood in one row until Kellion nodded his dismissal.

Lace shook her head with a sigh. “If only all the players in my school followed me that way.”

“That’s weird,” KC remarked with a concerned frown as she started digging into her pasta. “You didn’t have that kind of trouble before, right?”

“Yeah, well...these aren’t my old players.” Lace’s voice was flat.

I looked at Kellion, and when he nodded at me imperceptibly, I knew he had noticed the same thing I had. Lace had something going on, but she wasn’t the type to ask for help, even if she needed it. Right now, she looked like she’d do anything to change the subject—-

“Say ‘aah’.” Kellion suddenly had a forkful of salad coming at me.

Without thinking, I opened my mouth.

And there it was, my boyfriend had just fed me in public.

KC grinned. Lace pretended to gag. Me? I just wanted to kill myself because in my entire life, I had never thought I’d be like one of those couples.

God, this biker.

When I turned to Kellion, he had his phone out.JUST TO TAKE THE HEAT OFF LACE.

Oh.

He erased the message and wrote another one.BUT I ALSO WANTED TO TRY FEEDING YOU.

God, this biker.

Tearing my gaze off him, I took my burger from my plate and bit into it, chewing determinedly. It was that or be swept away by the weird electrifying jolt that had zapped my body at his words.

God, this biker.

He made it so, so hard for me not to fall more and more in love with him.

Unable to help it, I stole a look at Kellion. He and Lace were talking about basketball, and I secretly felt so proud at the way he didn’t patronize Lace about the subject just because she was a girl.

In fact, the first time I had introduced Lace to him, he totally took the fact that she was an aspiring NBA coach in stride. No sarcasm, no surprise, no disbelief – just a straightforward question about what she had done so far to make it happen.

Honestly, there were just so many things to love about him I was starting to worry that maybe I had to be nicer just so he’d have as many reasons to keep loving me.

Kellion suddenly glanced at me. “Is it bothering you?”

My eyebrow shot up in confusion.Huh?

“Is that why you’ve been staring at me? Are you bothered by how good-looking your boyfriend is?”

God, this biker.