Chapter 97: Take a look.
Tristan cleared his throat, straightening an invisible crease on his his shirt, while Troy ran his fingers through his hair, both of them feeling quite uncomfortable as the haze cleared from their minds.
Theo mind linked them, informing them that they were good to come in as he got to his feet, towering over Bethany.
"How do you feel?" Theo asked, placing his hand softly on her hair, smoothening it out, now becoming aware of the tension that was fading slowly from the room, a mischievous smirk breaking across his lips as his mind flooded with ideas.
"Feel?" Bethany asked, a bit confused, shifting in her seat. That was a very vague question considering the number of things she was feeling at once.
"Yeah, considering everything that happened today." He explained, half sitting on the edge of the desk.
"Oh..umm" She couldn’t help but stutter as she sorted through the numerous thoughts that were jumbled in her mind, searching for the perfect reply to his question.
"I’m okay." She said, letting a small smile lay on her lips as she pushed her perverted thoughts to the back of her mind.
"You sure?" He asked peering at her as Tristan and Theo rounded her seat, Tristan’s calloused palm resting on her shoulder.
"Yes, I am." She responded, trying to hide the fact her breathing was becoming laboured due to the spike in her heart rate which was caused by their proximity.
"Well, that’s good because we-" He drawled as Troy pulled her seat backwards slowly making way for Theo to stand before her, causing her eyes to widen in alarm, her heart skipping up to lodge in her throat.