Inside of You (Jessa & Paxton #2) Read Online Free Page B

letting my phone drop to my lap. “Shit,” I mutter again as I take my face out of my hand and open my eyes. Paxton is sitting in one of the chairs across from me. “How long have you been sitting there?”
    He’s leaned forward in his chair, his elbows resting on his knees. His face full of concern. “Since you told Nat you weren’t going to fuck up my show for her. I told you , Jessa, we don’t gotta do that show. We haven’t signed anything. It’s nothing I can’t get out of. Call her back and tell her we’re going to River Bluff.”
    I smile at him. Paxton’s hard exterior and harsh words are misleading. He’s always willing to disregard the importance of his own life for the pe ople he cares about. Which I now find shocking after I got to see firsthand the way he grew up. Clearly, his mom never gave up anything she wanted for Paxton. In fact, she went out of her way to make sure he was miserable. Pax never says anything bad about Gabriel but as far as I can tell his dad never went out of his way for Paxton either. He just let Paxton live his life with him. He was never really a parent. Paxton’s never had anyone willing to put him and his needs before their own. Not until me. I want to do that for him. I want to be there for him like his parents should have been. “It’s not a big deal, Pax. I’ll make it home eventually- she’ll live.”
    “It’s not a big deal?” he says, his face all twisted. “Your best friend’s wedding is a bigger deal then some stupid show we’re playing. Call her back and tell her you’ll be there.”
    “No,” I tell him, crossing my left leg over my right, causing my skirt to open up and reveal my leg up to my mid-thigh. “I’m staying here with you,” I tell him, thinking about the way he ran his hands up the slit this morning, suggesting that it was not appropriate for class even though it’s so long it covers my boots. I am fully aware that I’m trying to distract him and I don’t feel bad. He doesn’t need to be worrying about Nat’s bridesmaid dress shopping plans right now.
    His nostrils flare as he takes in my bare flesh, but his eyes eventually make their way back to mine. “You can’t just give everything up for me, beso. If she needs you, you need to be there.”
    “Drop it, Paxton. We’re staying here.”
    He shakes his head at me. “We’ll talk about it later. You’re late for class.”
    “I might as well just skip it,” I tell him, grabbing my skirt and pulling it off both of my legs, uncrossing them and opening them up to him.
    Paxton’s eyes are back on my legs. I smil e, watching his breaths quicken as he runs his hand through his hair, the conflict clear in his eyes.
    He stands and comes to me, propping one of his hand s on the wall, the other one gripping down on my upper thigh. His intense eyes bore into mine and I can hear the breaths coming out of his clenched teeth. His hand pushes up my thigh until it is wrapped around my crotch. I suck in a hard breath and fist his shirt. His lips move to mine and my tongue tastes them. “You can’t blow off everything that’s important to you for me. Get to fucking class,” he rasps against my lips before removing his hand and standing before walking away.
    “What the hell,” I mutter through my ragged breaths. Did he really just walk away from me? I laugh to myself, shaking my head. My body is totally agitated, assuming I had Paxton, that he was going to be inside of me. “Asshole,” I mutter, covering my legs back up and standing. Jesus, I guess I’m going to class.
    I head down the hallway and into the classroom. I can feel the majority of eyes focused on me and I wonder if everyone can see how turned on I am. Heat is still coursing through my body and it’s painful to walk. “Have a seat, Miss Fairfield,” Professor Hunt tells me and only then do I realize I’m paused at the back of the room. I take the nearest desk and I can feel someone staring at me. I turn my annoyed eyes