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my plate. He had to lean forward across from me to reach the dish, causing his arm to hover in front of me, and I resisted the urge to touch his strong forearms, wanting to know how it felt against my skin.
    "Kayleigh?" I was pulled back from my daydream when he was done spooning the salad to my plate. He was already looking at me curiously. I must have looked like a stupid person, staring at his arm like a zombie.
    "Sorry," I mumbled, turning away from him back to the table. We returned to the table without further ado, and I attacked my food silently, trying to clear my mind off Spencer. But it was hard, since my senses were aware of his movements beside me, and I was straining to smell his cologne. It was an invigorating smell; I stopped myself from leaning over, suppressing all of my instincts.
    How many guys had I seduced before? Countless. But none of them ever resisted. It was all just a game, a game I always won in the end. They were just too hormonal to resist a girl who was giving them the go signal. But Spencer, he was different. He didn't seem interested, not even with Alice who was blatantly telling him to sleep with her. I highly doubt he had any interest in any girls at all.
    "Alice deserved what Kayleigh did earlier," Kyle was commenting, the conversation unforgotten. "I really can't believe you went out with her, Spence."
    That made me cock my head up and look at Spencer with surprise. "Did you really date her?"
    He looked at me quizzically, and I realized I must have asked the question like a possessive girlfriend. "Yes," he answered, causing me to stop breathing for a few seconds.
    That means he does have an interest in girls, and he had liked being with Alice once before. Her innuendoes weren't empty. He had been hers. It was a disgusting sight in my head, one I couldn't comprehend. Thinking how unreceptive he had been, I knew he didn't have any more feelings for her, but the thought of him kissing her in the past made my stomach churn violently. "I think I'm going to be sick."
    "See? Even she's revolted," Blake laughed, a clear, intoxicating laugh to most girls, but highly irritating to me. He had this air of arrogance around him that suffocated me, but he also had this friendly aura that drew me closer. He had an extreme personality, I guess.
    "Guys, give Spencer a break. As intelligent as he is, he commits mistakes too," Kyle guffawed. "But it's over, right?"
    Spencer nodded his head slowly. "Yes, it is."
     
     

Chapter 3 - Comfortable
     
    I sighed at the beauty that was unfolding before my very eyes, with the sun setting in the horizon and the skies changing color. I was supposed to have a class this Friday afternoon, but it had been cancelled due to a teacher's meeting. I looked overhead, the huge full moon greeting me like an old friend, making me sigh with content. I stood just outside the door of the castle, wondering if the bridge was pulled up at night, thinking if I should go out and explore. I needed all the change that this offered.
    I took a hesitant step towards the bridge, then another, and before I knew it, I had already crossed past the moat and reached the land on the other side. I could see the moon being masked by some dark clouds and I walked, trying to find a better view.
    There was a crack; I looked down and realized I had stepped on something, probably a twig, as I walked towards the side of the castle, meaning to see the entrance to the forest at the back. I could already imagine a clear path running inside the forest back up to the road beyond the bushes--a longer, probably winding path--that would ultimately lead outside without having to pass the gates. All around me, everything was already darkening, giving in to a chilly evening. I hugged myself, cursing as I realized I had not put on a warm jacket. The wind was biting at my bare arms and I wasn't even wearing proper boots.
    Maybe I should go back, I thought again. I twirled around, my arms swinging on either side of my