Her saving Grace novel Chapter 24

Chapter 24

“So tell me something, Kitten. Do you have a problem with the school buses or you just love walking?” He asked, moving closer to me.

“Neither of the above. I just prefer walking.” I replied, trying to find a way to escape him. “Now, would you please get out of my way? I have somewhere to go.”

Carson put both of his hands beside my head, trapping me between him and the lockers. My heart was beating rapidly. It was doing that a lot whenever I was with him. His alluring scent hit me, causing me not to think straight.

“Hmm…now why should I do that?” He asked teasingly. He was so close to me that I could feel his breath on my face. I wonder if he knew what he was doing to me?

“Because I asked nicely.” I replied, as soon as I found my voice.

Carson chuckled lightly and began to back away from me. He then stopped abruptly. I looked up at him and saw that his eyes were focused on my neck. His piercing blue eyes were so focused on me that I became self conscious under his intense gaze. He tilted his head slightly, studying me.

My heart started to race again. What was he doing? What was he looking at? Did he plan on kissing me?

I internally shook my head from that bizarre thought. What was I even thinking? What is wrong with you, Kayla?

“What’s that on your neck?” Carson asked, before my thoughts could continue to run away with me. “What?” I asked him confused. What was he talking about?

“Those bruised marks?” He asked furrowing his eyebrows. His playfulness was gone completely and now he had a serious expression in his face.

Bruise marks? I then felt my heart sink with realization. Oh God…

The rain must have washed off the makeup that I used to conceal my bruises. Now, he was looking at the bruises that Allan gave me last night, when he squeezed my neck. How could I be so stupid? I should have been more aware and noticed it in the bathroom mirror.

“Oh…um…the curling iron burnt me this morning.” I lied. I laugh a little. “The curling iron is always burning me.” I added, hoping he would fall for that story.

Seriously, Kayla? Curling iron? Couldn’t you have come up with something better? I knew I was a bad liar, but come on, burnt by a curling iron?

His eyebrows pulled together in suspicion. “I’ve never known a curling iron to do that damage.” He replied.