Semua Bab Dare To Love The Chubby Nerd : Bab 31 - Bab 40

JAXSON'S POVThe door swung open so hard it cracked against the wall. I stood in the doorway, my mouth wide open, trying to make sense of what I was looking at. Lily was curled up on Clara's bed, tucked under her arm, her small face pressed into that same disgusting oversized shirt Clara always slept in. She was fast asleep, not missing, not hurt.For one second, I felt relieved that she was okay. Then something else took over, something uglier, something I couldn't explain even to myself."WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?" I roared.Clara jolted awake immediately, her eyes flying open with panic. Lily stirred against her but didn't wake, just made a small sound and burrowed deeper into her side."HOW DARE YOU, CLARA? You wrapped your fat, disgusting self around my sister?" I spat, stepping into the room. "Do you have any idea what you just put this house through? We've been tearing this place apart looking for her!""She came to me," Clara said, sitting up fast, her voice cracking with the ef

CLARA'S POVMaya took the box out of James's hand and held it up right in Sloane's face. "See this?" she said. "This right here says we're invited. Both of us. So you can save the whole speech about belonging, Sloane, because apparently James and Charles disagree with you."Sloane looked pissed and disappointed at the same time, her eyes moving from the box to Charles like she expected him to have done better. "This is ridiculous, Charles, you both know that, right? It's ridiculous."Charles shrugged. "Not really my call to make, Sloane. I already told her she's in. James already told her she's in. That's two votes against your one, and last I checked, you don't own the guest list; it's not even your party.""I have every right to have an opinion about who shows up at any party in this school, especially when it's amongst us, the elites.""An opinion, sure," Charles said. "A veto, no."Sloane's face turned red. "You're all embarrassing yourselves," she snapped, looking around at Charl

JAXSON'S POV"JAX." Clara's voice cut through my thoughts. "Please excuse me, I need to get to my room."I moved out of the way, still stunned by what I had just seen, or maybe just noticed for the first time. But why hadn't I noticed this before? I'd shared a house with her and seen her dress like this for about a week now, and somehow I never saw it; I never saw her as capable of sexiness.I watched her walk past me down the hall, her hips swaying slightly under the loose fabric of her nightdress. I had to physically shake myself back into my own body. "Get it together, Jax," I muttered under my breath, dragging a hand down my face.But then, right there in the hallway, I felt myself harden, Big Jax thickened and stretched, my shorts shot out in front, and I knew right then that I was in deep sh*t.CLARA'S POV"Well, that was awkward," I muttered to myself as I opened my bedroom door and leaned my back against it for a second.Why did he stare at me like that, I thought, replaying t

JAXSON'S POVThe fabric of Sloane's silk shirt shifted beneath my palm. I felt her hard nipples, yet my body remained completely dead to the touch. Her fingers dipped lower; she squished my balls and stroked me hard, trying to force a reaction off, Big Jax. I closed my eyes, focused entirely on the friction, and willed the blood to rush where it always did, but nothing stirred."What's wrong with you?" Sloane whispered. Her hand froze against my stomach, and she pulled back an inch to search my face. "You're distracted," she said. "What's going on with you, Jax? You've been weird all week.""It's nothing," I said, pulling back slightly. "Games have been rough. Charles has been on my back about everything, Coach is riding us hard for regionals, my parents are gone, and I've got Lily to deal with. It's a lot right now."She narrowed her eyes at me, not quite buying it, but she let it go for the moment, and tucked herself back against my chest instead. "You know you don't have to carr

CLARA'S POV"I don't understand," I said, genuinely confused."What don’t you understand? What, you don't understand English? Want me to say it in French? Tu n'es pas autorisé à aller à la fête de James," he said sarcastically with a weird accent."But I was invited.""But you're staff here. You're obligated to be here; it's the weekend. Remember what your employee guide says, remember the rules, Clara.""Jaxson, it'll only take a few hours. I can ask Maria, I'll be back before—""YOU DON'T BELONG THERE!" he screamed. "What's the point? You don't belong there anyway. You stay here, do your job, and cancel every thought of going to that party." He pointed at me. "Don't test me, Clara. Don't. This isn’t theschool games; if you disobey me, I’d make your life miserable."He turned and walked away.I stood there, tears rolling down my cheeks. I searched for the words to fight back, to curse and scream at him the way he'd just done to me, but nothing came. He was right; I didn't belong ther