7| Token of love

Classes just ended. The number of students bashing out of the different faculties, is enough for one to lose his colleague if they were to be seperated.

Anyone can easily get missing if hands were not to be tied beside each other's.

Stacey stormed out of her department with Britney beside her. Both girls are busy chatting about something which made them burst out in laughter.

After that day Stacey left Britney's place angrily because of what her damn rude brother did, Britney had to go to her place.

But who would have thought that Stacey was one damn good liar, who'd save her ass and that of her bestie's brother.

That is almost enough to ask, are they into something already?

Meanwhile, there are some crook of guys at a particular spot. Under a big tree. Just few metres away from them.

"Okay, you're the man, dude." Princeton patted Winston's shoulder. Nudging him to shoot his shot.

Winston jogged on his toes and took deep breaths like he was rehearsing for Martial arts.

Maybe boxing.

"Oh boy, come on, it's not tug of war. You're just going to approach a girl, so stop it with the weird behaviors." Kingston growled, annoyingly.

Billy burst into laughter, almost tearing up. Infact, he was already tearing up.

The sight of his cousin acting up all weird for the first time because of a girl, made him laughed his soul out.

Alex helplessly shook his head for his friend, "What's with this acting, man?"

Winston still continuing his jogging, never spared a glare at his guys. His gaze only aimed towards his target. Stacey. "You guys are talking because you don't understand."

The guys looked at themselves, "Understand?" What's there not to understand? He is gonna approach a girl, which they knew is not a new thing in their linage.

"Here," Nicholas had to hand him a face towel. Winston was already sweating before approaching a woman.

Even him is confused of what he is doing. He hasn't met the girl yet and he is having a workout.

What if she sees him covered in sweat? Will she still gives him listening ears?

There's no way he can approach her with his fierce sister still standing there.

The girls talked for a while and then they exchanged hugs.

Britney had to leave. She's heading for Bernard's class with immediate effect.

The air in the atmosphere has find its way into Stacey's nostrils and out again as she inhale and exhale happily.

Britney just borrowed her, her second phone.

Isn't this enough to give as a testimony in church in Sunday?

She wasn't expecting this either. But after lying to Britney that her phone got smashed in the bathroom, the rich gal had to believe and give out her other phone.

She turned and was about to leave, but then a deep voice spoke to her.

She swore that this voice is sensual to draw any girls attention. But yet this voice is familiar.

If she'd not be mistaking, she had heard this voice once.

Stacey slowly turned around.

Someone as huge and tall, muscular and hot was standing right before her very own eyes.

"Hi, Angel." He grinned from ear to ear. "We meet again."

Oh no, not in the mood for dramas, dear Winston Flynn.

She turned around and was about to leave but then, he held her wrist and swiped her over to face him.

"Let go of my hand, now." Stacey spoke underneath gritted teeth, still struggling to get her hand off his grip.

How could she overcome that? His grip around her wrist was tight. But not to tight, so not to hurt her. Yet, he refuses to let her go.

"I said let me go!" She snapped, harshly.

"Listen, we need to talk bout something. I..." He swallowed the rest of his words after noticing that Stacey's voice almost caused a scene.

He pulled her to a corner where no one would see them or witness them around.

With his both hands holding her shoulders, he leaned her back against the cold wall.

Stacey still tried to struggle hard with him, "I swear, I'm gonna report you to the school authorities."

"Stacey, you really need to calm down. I only came to apologize concerning what happened the last time at my place." He explained.

"Well then, who cares?" She scoffed, dramatically. "Do I look like I need your cheap apologies?" If the roof weren't strong enough, trust when I'd say, Stacey's voice is enough to pull it off.

Winston sighed tiredly. Here he is, busy trying to merge things with her and she's ranting. Almost causing a scene if anyone was around.

He stood there, crossed his arms and watched her rant on him.

Seems like he's enjoying her put out show. A cute smile appeared on his lips.

Stacey was already tired by now, after yelling on him. "What's funny?" She spoke angrily, breathing heavily like she just ran a marathon.

"You're funny." He chuckled and brush his nose's tip.

"Uh?..." Stacey frowned. Think she's lost.

Pardon?

Stacey watched Winston dipped his hand into his back pocket and brought out a brand new phone's carton.

"Here, have it." He handed it to her.

Stacey got froze and ran out of the right words.

She stare down at the carton and up at him.

Is he pranking her now or he's for real, which?

He waved the carton at her, "Have it. I got it for you."

When Stacey made no moves but stood like a carved sculpture, he sighed and took her hands in just one of his hand.

He opened her both palms and dropped the carton therein. "Just in case you don't like it, let me know and I'll get you your choice ASAP!"

There was no jokes written on his expression. He said it like he meant it with all seriousness.

Stacey still out if words at the moment, could only part her lips but no words came out. "....em...I..."

"There's no need for a new contact. I got you a new line." He winked at her when she gaze up at him.

Wait a sec, hang on a sec, does this mean that he already had the new line's number? So he could contact her?

This guy is such a smart jerk. Britney was actually right about him.

Stacey now waking up from her froze state, handed it back to him, "No, thanks, you can keep it, I don't-"

He cut her words off with one of his finger pressed against her lips, "Shh," He took his finger off and smiled like a simple and innocent guy. "Take it has a token of..."

His last statement was said in a seductive tone.

He inched bit by bit towards her. Stacey could feel his warm breath upon her soft face. Her spine ran up and down adrenaline when his palms lifted her chin.

Nose touching, breath mixing up with another. Stacey shut her eyes, already expecting what's gonna comes out next.

They were so close to tell that something romantic is about to take place.

He reached for her lips and kissed her passionately.

Stacey would lie if she said she didn't give in for the sensual kiss.

Before she could reach for his neck, he pulled away, leaving her craving for more.

Hell no!

Did they just kissed?

"Love." He completed his past statements. "Take it has a token of..."

He tucked his hands into his pockets and stared deeply into her grey iris, "Listen Stacey, I know you don't like me but, I'm not a bad person. It's your choice to make if you need me or not, I won't force but just remember one thing, I'll continue to protect you until you tell me to stop."

He didn't wait for her response or for her to utter anything. He just walked away. Freely.

Stacey felt shy until he left. She blushed. She was not capable of speaking back at him at the moment.

He kissed her passionately and left her wanting more.

She was a bit concerned about his words, protection. But she anticipated more for the thing that just happened between them few minutes ago.

She looked down at the carton in her hands. She pressed it against her chest. It still had his cologne on it.

She won't dump the carton away. He has done something to her and she promise to return the favor.

Stacey smiled at the carton, "Handsome jerk." She bit her lower lip.