Piqued My Interest Novels & Stories

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He must’ve known me well by now to think that my interest has suddenly shifted once again to another field. “Oh no. I’ve changed. I’m not that jumpy person anymore,” I said. “There’s nothing wrong if you have other hobbies and interests,” he said. “That’s true but we have a project to support and I will have to give my best to that more than this interest that resurfaced one night,” I said. I may be fickle minded but when something interests me, I can’t take it off of my mind. I will do it until something else catches my interests anew. I hope by this time, I’ll be more patient and dedicated.

"You should leave—" "What do you mean?" I cut in, my interest already too piqued to be left halfway.

“I like science.” “That’s an understatement.” “But how did you know, though?” I asked him. He looked puzzled. “Uh… what?” “I mean,” I began to say. “With how annoyed I was, if you had asked me any other question, I'm sure I'd have lashed out at you. So how did you just think to ask me that question? How did you know it'd piqued my interest? You just guessed randomly?” “I guess today's my lucky day,” he shrugged, smiling.

I didn’t answer. He raised an eyebrow sharply. “Wait, don’t tell me you like her.” I scoffed softly. “Shut it. It’s not that.” “It’s not?” he pressed. “Then what is it? Why are you suddenly so interested in that woman? She’s pretty, sure, but she’s not even your usual type.” I ran a hand through my hair, my smile fading into something more serious. “I just wanted to see.” “See what?” he asked, clearly confused.

It’s like a taste that you didn’t know that your taste buds would like. People talked about it a lot and made fun of it too which I didn’t really want to bother about since it was petty. I hate to admit that it got me the first time people mocked me about my interests but aren’t we all interested in weird-ass kind of shit? I did like older women but not way older, take note of the word did since it was already in the past now. Something that I have been pushing in the back of my head.

Luke interjected, his words piquing my interest. "Where?" I asked eagerly, my curiosity getting the best of me. I was ready to take any lead that would bring us closer to rescuing Lia and unraveling the mystery behind her kidnapping.

She suspiciously looked at me but I just smirked at her. "I guess, he caught my interest." They squirmed out of excitement and are even teasing me after hearing what I said. Uh, okay? What's with the reaction?

'Hmm, you know my name already. "Who doesn't?" "I thought you didn't. You looked rather….. uninterested in listening to me talk " "I was ." "It was boring. " "I like new, interesting, and intriguing," I said with a slightly seductive tone. "How about we hang out, and drink maybe? Then I'd show you how interesting I can be. " I scoffed with a smile and rolled my eyes. "Trust Me." He said against. "Fine. I'd like to see you try to interest me. "

“Why not fire me if I’m such trouble?” I held her stare, let the pause stretch until I saw the pulse quicken in her throat. “Because you pique my interest.” The words landed between us, heavy and deliberate. She froze, her breath catching, though she tried to mask it. “If this is some kind of game—” I cut her off, my voice low, close. “It isn’t a game.” She frowned, suspicion flashing. “Then what kind of interest are you talking about?” Her attempt to drag this back into safe territory almost made me smile.