Pregnant For My Bully
Chapter 53

Story;

I watched Amelia's face turn a bright shade of red as she held my manual in her hand.

After a few moments, she walked back to the chair she had been sitting in and packed all the books in her school bag.

Suddenly she stopped, looking unsure. Slowly she made her way back to me.

"Do I leave the books here or just go back with them?" She asked meekly, looking down the whole time.

As I stared at her without a word, she chewed on her bottom lip, running her tongue over to moisten it.

I swallowed with difficulty.

My eyes, trailed her face, down to her lips.

Her lips looked smooth and nice. Probably soft too. I couldn't help but imagine how good they would fit right on the tip of my...

F**k.

My groin stirred.

F**k. F**k. F**k. This is Amelia we're talking about here. Get yourself together Jason, I reprimanded myself.

Immediately, I jumped up, grabbing her by the arm and shoving her school bag in her chest.

"Get out," I ordered. "Now."

Her eyes widened. "Oh, um, ok. But... how do I get home?"

I frowned. "What? You developed amnesia in the last two hours?"

"No," She countered. "My house is pretty far from here...and... it's getting pretty late...

She paused, glancing at me.

I chuckled. "And how the f**k is that my problem? Look, midget. I don't give a f**k how you get home. You can even walk if you feel like it. It's none of my business. Now get out." I stretched one hand toward the staircase. Her expression started to lean towards a glare and she looked like she was about to say something. Instead she grabbed her school bag, shot me a look and practically ran down the stairs.

I headed to my room with Kimberly on dial. Kimberly was what I needed right now.