division stuck, even at university. But then Jacob had seemed to know all the “scabs” as he had put it the other night, and was more than friendly with a few I knew resided in my building. It struck me his bias wasn’t against me, or my kind, but against anyone talking to her. It was the only fitting explanation.
“I knew you were of noble birth the moment you spoke. You play the part well, but you have tells.” It was a white lie, but I’d figured her out. I turned into her a little, inhaling her scent, stifling the moan threatening to leave my lips.
“Can you be sure it’s not the other way around? I could be of low birth with years of training.” She cocked her head to the side.
I leaned even closer, taking a chance in the packed room and trailed my fingers down her spine. “I don’t think anything less than a century of pure bloodlines and rigorous poise could have produced a more perfect act. It’s impossible.” I met her gaze.
“Then why didn’t you dismiss me when you saw through my mask?”
Because I’m wearing one myself.
“Because I’ve seen what’s hiding inside, and it’s not the usual elitist crap. You fascinate me.” I dropped my voice to a whisper. “You’re not like them.” I nodded at the rest of the room.
She turned into me, her lips nearly touching my ear. “How do you know?”
“Because I’ve worn a mask my whole life, so I can see right through yours.”
Her soft cheek touched mine. As she pulled back, my stubble caught on her skin, causing a slight burn between us. There was so much in a glance, and then it was gone. She smiled and nodded. It was all the conformation I needed.
My gaze barely strayed from her for the next hour. She would look over, and I wouldn’t look away. We held a silent conversation with our eyes, and I wanted to get lost with her. She couldn’t possibly feel what I was. But it was hard to imagine something so intense being one sided.
She trailed her fingers up my thigh, and I dropped my eyes from her face for the first time, shocked at how close her hand was to my groin.
“What are you doing?” I hissed under my breath.
She used her left hand to scribble out a message on the screen her scan bracelet projected onto her arm. It was barely legible. I have to combat your staring somehow.
I swiped my hand over her arm to erase the screen then wrote with a finger, So, you decide to arouse me?
She grinned coyly, turning her arm to tease with her fingers again. I narrowed my eyes and growled. She retracted her hand and skimmed over the image of my words, touching them, before she erased them.
She wrote, Something tells me you’re not used to someone who can match you at your game.
She was right. I’d experienced two types of women: those who dropped their clothes instantly and those searching for husbands. Those kinds were all about the hook. Neither had held my interest. A beautiful body was nice to look at, and I had given in to many, men and women, but I’d learned none of them held my attention, so I stopped trying.
I grabbed her hand as it moved to my hip, pulling it to my lips so I could kiss her palm. Strands of blonde hair fell in her face as she smiled, and I used my other hand to tuck them behind her ear.
Pulling her hand down from my lips, I used the screen on her arm again. Spend the day with me?
She looked from the words to me and back. I could hear Jacob sigh from the other side of her. I wanted to snarl at him to stay out of it.
I placed my hand over the screen holding her arm. My skin prickled. We weren’t two people meeting for the first time. Whatever she was, our souls were the same. I had known her before, and I couldn’t let it go.
She dropped her blue eyes to my hand and tapped it. I moved it and she wrote...
Chapter Six
Jocelynn
I can’t... I could feel Jacob’s eyes burning into me.
Later then? Give me your scan? He reached down to dig in his bag, pulling out an old beat up communicator. Not