I don't have a weakness

#Chapter24 I don't have a weakness

I pulled into the school's parking lot and as if on cue, the bell signalling the end of school for the day, rings. Students flood out of the building, in a hurry to escape the trap called school.

I open the door and step out, receiving shocked stairs from people. Nicole, in specific, is shooting me a dangerous glare. Doesn't she have a boyfriend?

I ignore all the weird looks people are sending me and I casually lean against the hood of the car. Tristan's familiar chiseled figure comes into view, with an amused smirk colouring his face.

/"Must say, you look hot standing by my car like that,/" he says, standing in front of me. Before I can fully digest his words, Tristan wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. My breath hitches and his familiar honeydew, and another manly scent I can't decipher, makes it hard to breathe.