I'm Just the Villainess in His Love Story

I quietly scooted back to my side of the bed, putting even more distance between Kelvin Underwood and me.

A moment later, however, he opened his eyes and studied me for a long moment.

"What's wrong?"

His deep, velvety voice almost melted away my bad mood. I was about to inch closer again when the comments flashed before my eyes again.

[LOL! The male lead is doing everything he can to find an excuse to break up with her. The second female lead doesn't think he's trying to make her happy, does she?]

"It's nothing," I replied. "I'm sleepy."

I edged a little farther toward the edge of the bed again.

Kelvin lay flat on his back, though it looked like he'd shifted a little in my direction.

"Going to bed this early?"

I turned on my phone screen. It was only 10:00 pm. Normally, at this hour, I'd be all over him. The more reserved and reluctant he acted, the more excited I'd become.

Just like right now—the warmth radiating from his body was enough to pull my mind into the gutter.

Also, where had these ridiculous floating comments even come from anyway? And what did they know? They might not even be truthful at all.

If Kelvin didn't like me, would he really share the same bed with me for so long? What kind of decent guy would seduce someone like that? This was clearly him playing hard to get and pushing me away just to pull me closer.

He clearly couldn't resist me.

I chuckled inwardly.

Slowly, I reached my naughty hands toward him.

[There Stephanie goes again. Can't she see that Kelvin finally managed to relax for once? Why does she have to gross him out again?]

[If it weren't to make Tamara jealous, there's no way Kelvin would actually share a bed with her. She'd better not delude herself into thinking he actually likes her.]

[Stephanie seriously can't take a hint. Can't she tell that every time Kelvin lies next to her, he's practically hanging off the edge of the bed? No wonder she ends up dying such a miserable death…]

The dirty thoughts in my brain vanished instantly, and I quietly pulled my hands back.

I squeezed my eyes shut, but those obnoxious comments kept appearing, one after another.

Kelvin cleared his throat softly. When he sensed no reaction from me, he closed the gap between us even further.

"Tomorrow's Thursday. I don't have any morning classes. What about you?"

In the past, I would've taken those words as a special invitation, but now…

[Our precious Tamara comes back tomorrow! Kelvin definitely said that just so Stephanie would cling to him, and when Tamara sees it, she'll be overcome with jealousy. This man really knows what he's doing.]

[The chemistry between our two main characters is so delicious. I'm obsessed!]

[Too bad Stephanie still has the title of girlfriend. It's honestly just sickening.]

[Don't worry. She doesn't have many good days left ahead. As much as she disgusts Kelvin now, it'll all come back to bite her in the ass later.]

The comments made my chest tighten.

Kelvin was still waiting for an answer.

"Stephie?"

Hearing that nickname made my heart ache. He only ever called me that when we were in the heat of the moment. And even then, it was only because I'd begged him to. Any other time, getting him to say it was like pulling teeth.

I used to think he was just shy about showing affection. But today, he was able to say it so naturally, so easily—and while his head was completely clear—just to provoke Tamara Wesson, his first love.

The next second, his body pressed against mine. His warm breath brushed the back of my ear, his voice low and husky.

"Stephie…"

Would he really go to such lengths for another woman?

It felt like there was something lodged inside my chest. I turned away to avoid him.

"I'm busy tomorrow," I mumbled.

Kelvin stiffened for a second before replying, "Then, get some rest."