Quickly kicking my bag under the table in direction of Stone, I then curled my arm around the large muscular one next to me and pulled myself closer to the huge build.

"L—Love, can you pass my bag please." I quickly corrected my almost use of his nickname.

Stone went from furious to amused as soon as I said the words. His darkened eyes softened as I smiled at him.

I shot him a look that read as play along.

He snaked his hands around my middle and lifted me up onto his lap. Then he buried his head into my neck.

My body froze completely when he started to kiss the delicate skin under my chin.

I moved my head so I was closer to his ear, and I could whisper "What do you think you are doing?"

His hand reached up and tipped my head back so he could go back to kissing my neck "I want to know if you taste like apples all over."

A delicious shiver went down my spine and I had the need to close my eyes and roll my head back.

Biology Boy coughed and looked between us "Is he your boyfriend?"

"Yes." I lied.

My supposed boyfriend's hands on my hips twitched and started caressing my waist.

The rough authoritative voice spoke, "She is mine."

I felt slightly bad as I watched the brown curly-haired boy meet the eyes of the tattooed giant. He looked like he was going to wet himself.

The Biology Boy scurried away without a word.

"What about the notes?" I shouted but he was too far gone to hear.

The urge to move against the thick leg between my legs was becoming too much. My chest was panting and my muscles wanted to move my core against him over and over again.

I crawled off Stone's lap when he was distracted. He was too busy looking pleased with himself. I could tell he was inwardly grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

"Well, that was one way to get rid of him." Brennan chuckled.

A frown had etched on Stone's face and his lighter expression was no longer there.

"I am going to have to lock you away." He said in the form of a grumble.

"No, thank you." I snorted "A few hours at school with you is more than enough. I can’t handle any more than that."

He shook his head, his lip curling up.

I let myself glance at his lips before I narrowed my eyes at him again. I was more reassuring myself when I spoke aloud "I hate you."

"Do you?" He raised a brow, unconvinced.

"I hate you." I said again before elaborating while I raised myself on my knees, so I was at his face level "I hate you more than anything. I cannot think about anything else except how much I hate you."