Call Me By Your Name Book Scenes Novels & Stories

I wondered, not for the first time, if he’d even recognize me if we passed on the street. Probably not. And it was probably for the best. Downstairs, the autumn air bit sharp through my thin sweater. Campus was alive with the usual chaos—students laughing too loud, leaves crunching under boots, someone blasting music from a dorm window. I cut across the quad toward the coffee shop, head down, replaying the last scene of the book in my mind. The hero had finally pinned the heroine to the wall, whispered filthy promises, and fucked her until she forgot her own name.

“Now, tell me something. What is my lady’s name?” “Geneva, Your Grace,” I replied without thinking. He purred so deep I felt it in my own chest with our bodies pressed together. “I’ve never heard a name quite beautiful.” Heat flooded my panties, one hot pulse after another. No. This was not the plan. Focus, Vanessa, damn it. Cutting off eye contact, I forced my heart to stop the staccato beats it was making. “Look at me.” My breath stuttered when warm fingers caught my chin and lifted it slowly, leaving me no choice but to face him. “You were the woman at the balcony, no?”

"What book..." "I don't know what is going on here, but I refuse to believe that I am in a book. A book where you are the Alpha and had been rejected by your mate, Belinda, in a forest after you had gone for a run and came across a beautiful brown wolf!" I said the words the same way the scene had played in my head over and over ever since I had read the scene. Heck, I even remember how Belinda had called his full name and told him she had rejected him and wanted nothing to do with him. I remembered the words, as though I was the one that had uttered them. It was how I got to know his full name.

God help me, I want him, even now, when I know better than believe him in any way. Suddenly he brushes a strand of hair from my cheek and I hold my breath, not flinching but not leaning into his hands either. Then he drops his hand and walks away. _ _ _ It’s almost midnight when I get the call with my burner phone and I get excited when I see Lucy's name pop up on the screen. However when I answer the call, it's not Lucy on the other end. The voice I'm hearing sounds breathless and panicked. “She’s gone. Lucy’s gone.”

My first exam is in two days, but if I read another word or equation about finance I was going to lose my damned mind so Red Winter it is. I’m just getting to the part where the main characters meet for the first time, and I'm smiling like a little fool. Geez. I’m such a sucker for a cute first meet, I flip another page and have to battle the urge to peak at the bottom of the page when my door opens. “Would you like to play with me kitten?” Ian asked as he strolled into my room. The book I had been holding on my chest falls closed, literature no longer holding an ounce of my focus as Ian captures my interest.

Jacob screams as I fall forward, my vision going completely black before I can process what’s happening. I see her then in vivid color, smiling as she looks up at me in the hazy starlight of the ruined temple, those silly shells clinking together in her hair. I wanted to reach out and touch her then, to run my fingers through her wild, unruly hair, just to know what it felt like. I say her name, not realizing it’s the last words that will ever leave my lips. Noise explodes through my ears. Jacob screaming my name. Feet moving in on me. The warm, soft touch of small hands ripping my shirt from my skin.

Haven, half-dressed up in the lingerie, I placed my phone vertically on the dressing table, so he could see my full body. Somehow, sex chatting with Zane this way has rekindled my suppressed feelings for him. I guess I was the one who hurt myself by dancing along to Finn’s tune in the first place but right now, I was less concerned Finn but more excited that Zane and I are getting along again and he was finally having a video call with me, an erotic one! It may be awkward yet I mustered up the courage to be ready for him in view of the fact that if I am not sexually enlightened and active now, how about when we finally meet physically? I felt goosebumps all over me as every single tiny hair

Still hearing the sound of breathing, I pulled up the phone and looked at the number again, I wasn’t familiar, but placing it back on my ear I asked "Who’s on the line?" As I waited for a few seconds and with no response, I ended the call. "Asshole," I whispered I rolled out of the bed and grabbed the book Jessica gave me earlier; just like I said, my date with the book starts after we arrive. I lay on the bed and flipped to the next page. "The nightmare" I whispered to myself.

I told her as I dropped a small kiss on her neck, unable to resist. "Bye Call," she called out to him as she slipped through us and headed towards her room and as she went I couldn't tear my gaze away from her. What I would give to follow right behind her and shut the rest of the world out. "Earth to Nic?" Callum snapped his fingers in front of my face and I reluctantly tore my gaze away from Thea. "You son of a bitch," I growled as I strolled back into my office and took a seat behind my desk.

"The kind where two people who have been running calculations since they met each other stop calculating for long enough to see what's actually there. "The line was quiet for long enough that I started to think I had misjudged the moment.Then she said, "After.""After." I agreed."Get your people dosed." She said, "I'll see you at the compound at nine."She ended the call.I sat in the quiet room with forty three people being woken up in the corridor and the particular feeling of something that had been held in careful suspension beginning, very slowly, to move. *Aurelia's Pov*