Chapter 73
“Look, before you freak out, I said 70%. So there’s a 30% chance that that might NOT happen.” John hurriedly said when he saw the panic rising up in his twin’s eyes.
John just grabbed his head and looked down, his eyes glancing over the sketch of Talia.
“What If… it happens? Please tell me this is a joke.” Jephthah whispered.
“I also want this to be a joke but it’s true. Let’s just hope it doesn’t happen.” John finalizes. He didn’t look the least bothered about it but John was a bit nervous.
“Okay John got off the bed and picked up the chipped off pencil. “Here’s your pencil and I’ll be seeing myself out now. I’m going to freshen up and lock up and like we planned, I’m crashing in here so freshen up before I return or you’re heading to her room like this p>
Without a word, he just left.
John just sat there for while and finally chuckled softly.
“It might not happen.” He echoed his twin’s words and went into the bathroom to shower.
Lebanon went to sleep for the night while Brittany went straight to Daniel’s room. When she tried to open the door, it was locked. She kept jiggling the knob around, sure that he was in there since he locked the door from the inside but he didn’t open up.
At that moment, Royce with Brittany in his arms carried her off to their room while Barton stretched his hands, ready to head in for the night.
He was just about entering his room when he noticed someone at Daniel’s door, vigorously shaking the door like he/she wanted to pull it down.
He rushed up there and on seeing Dora, he slid in between her and the door with a look of indifference in his eyes.
“What do you think you’re doing?” He asked in a cold voice and Dora was a bit taken aback by the tone he used on her. He was usually the type that’d use that smooth sweet voice on her but it seems that he finally realized who her heart was for and didn’t want to push it further p>
“What’s your business?” She demanded from him.
“My cousin’s knocked out from spilling so much blood for the blood oath and he’s probably deep asleep. I can’t have you hovering around his door p>
He knew just what his cousin had gone through tonight and honestly, he knew just how tired he was.
Dora just scoffed.
“That’s why I want to get in. I can be of help p>
“I don’t think your help would be needed. He’s already asleep p>
She bit her lower lip and frowned at him.
“Well, I’m not moving an inch from here p>
Barton just sighed and moved to the side.
Dora just swished her hair over her shoulders and walked forward, ready to smash the door when Barton suddenly grabbed her, swiftly swung her body over his shoulders and made his way to her room without breaking a sweat.
“Hey!” She began yelling. “Put me down this instant! You can’t just carry me like some sack of rice!!! Do you know who I am p>
“You’re a spoilt brat. Now shut up or I’ll throw you down from up here.” He snapped at her and she gasped.
“What did you just call me?!” She began yelling again but he had carried her inside her room and shut the door so no one would hear her yells.
He reached the bed and just as he was about to toss her onto the bed, she flipped herself around him and he found himself lying below her weight on the bed.
She was straddling him by the waist with her hands sprawled on his chest when she had regained her posture after flipping him.
He was shocked at how flexible and fast she was but just as she made to leap away from the bed, he grabbed her wrists and flipped himself over her in a second, putting half his weight on her body, careful not to crush her.
Their faces were close without them realizing it as they panted, breathing in each other’s faces.
“You… You’re heavy.” She suddenly complained in an irritated voice.
“I just carried you in here and guess what? You weigh like a baby elephant p>
She gasped and he could see her face turn red at his words.
“A…Are you saying that I’m fat p>
She pushed his chest hard with her two hands and he rolled on her side, lying beside her on the bed. She panted from pushing something so heavy off her chest and sat up, raking her hair off her forehead.
She turned to Barton who just lay there looking at her. He was wondering how someone so beautiful could act so devious, rude and spoilt.
She turned, ready to hop out of bed but he grabbed her by the waist and she froze, her eyes suddenly twitching.
“You are trying to step on my tail, Barton. And do you want to know what happens when someone dares to do that p>
“Yes,” She gasped as he suddenly pulled her In by the waist and she fell back on the bed. He towered over her, blocking her sides with his hands fisted on the bed beside her head, his hot gaze on hers. “Tell me Dora. What happens p>
Dora gulped, looking into those honey colored eyes that had flames rearing up in them like a fire which had never been out out for long.
“Y-Y…I-I..I.” she began to stammer, unsure of what she wanted to say as those eyes of his held hers captive.
Suddenly she froze as he brought forth his hand and cupped her cheek, enchanted by emerald green eyes. She softly sighed against the warm hand and subconsciously leaned in to his touch. Barton stared at her every move and suddenly moved his head down, close to hers.
Dora held her breath, eyes widening, forehead creasing with lines as his hot breath which fanned her face got hotter and hotter as he moved closer and closer.
Just when their lips was an inch apart and her eyes was tightly squeezed shut, she slowly opened it when she didn’t feel his lips on her hers and her eyes locked with his. She squealed at how his eyes burned. Burned with passion and desire.
Suddenly, he leaned back, cursing as he got out of the bed. Confused, she sat up, her head looking rough from all the bed flipping and her face, flushed. She had her palms on the bed to support her weight from behind as she watched him leave the room without sparing her a glance.
She didn’t realize she had been holding her breath the entire time and released a shaky breath, raking her hands through her hair and she rushed into the bathroom to have a cold shower to calm the searing hot feeling she felt inside.