Gigi watched Q intently in the dark, nothing but a rectangular shaft of light coming through the window behind her illuminating him as he cooly blew out a breath of smoke and passed the joint back to her. She took it willingly, taking a dep hit and turning towards the window again briefly to blow it out before turning back to him just in time to see him closing the space between them. Her breath caught in her chest and she held it as he placed a hand on either side of her, boxing her in.
His closeness was fucking dizzying. His eyes were dark and intense, and she honestly couldn't remember the last time her heart had been beating so hard. He hadn't even touched her, all he'd done was lean in close and hold her eyes, but there was something about his glare that made her want to squirm. It was like he could see even her darkest secrets and she had to look away and take another hit of the joint to keep from losing herself completely.
“If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.” His practically whispered, the words rolling off his tongue so smoothly, it was like he'd written them himself. Her eyes went back to his and for some reason, she felt like a she was a little girl again, looking up at the preacher, wondering what it was like to be God. She chewed the inside of her cheek, almost nervously, convinced that he was the devil. It was like he was accusing her of sins and telling her to confess them at the same time. “1 John 1:9” he breathed, like he was teaching her something, wanting her to remember the words.
Geeg wanted to say something, but she couldn't find any words. It was honestly taking everything she had not to uncross her legs and pull his body into hers, so she said nothing and it fell silent for a beat. The heat between them was practically tangible and she felt like she could hardly breathe. “I killed a man.” He admitted, softly. He was serious, but at the same time, nonchalant, dark, but at the same time guiltless. She hated that hearing those words turned her on. She had grown up miserable, but, at the same time, spoiled rotten. She'd never met anyone who'd killed before, and for some reason, the thought didn't disgust her or scare her like it should. It excited her. He knew what it felt like to be God.
“I bet you didn’t know that.” He breathed, with a wicked half smirk that she knew was going to haunt her. She just shook her head because it was honestly all she could do. If she spoke, she would say something stupid, and if she tried to move, she was afraid she might pull him in and kiss him. She just watched him, holding her breath as he brought his finger to his lips in a hushing gesture, like it was their secret.
She wasn't able to release the breath she was holding in until he pushed away from her and she had a second to recollect herself. She brought the forgotten joint back to her lips as the bell sounded, practically making her jump right out of her skin. She was glad he was somewhere in the darkness of the bookshelves and not close enough to see that her hand was shaking a little as she lowered the joint and blew the smoke out the window. She really needed to leave.
"Tell me about it." She whispered in the silence, hopping off the desk and following in the direction he'd gone. It was dark, but she found him between two rows of shelves in the religious section. He was leaning against a shelf, a book in his hand he was thumbing through casually, like he was only vaguely interested. She placed her hand on the book, stopping him and stepping in close as she held the joint out to him again with a smirk on her lips. "What was it like?" She breathed, sounding all-too-interested as she held his eyes in the dark.
Shiloh stood and walked over to him and Cain just kept his eyes on her, doing his best not to let his eyes roam her body or his mind wonder what her lips tasted like. She swiped the key from his fingers and placed the joint there instead, making him smirk down at her. “That sounds like a lot of work.” She admitted and he raised a brow at her. She glanced up the stairs as the bell went off, interrupting the moment briefly.
“I’ll be right back.” She breathed, pulling away from him to saunter up the stairs like she knew exactly what she was doing and he sighed. He wanted to tell her to stick to the plan because he could tell by her attitude, she was going to do her own thing. It drove him a little crazy, because he was a bit of a control freak, but she had him at an impasse. He had to let her do it the way she wanted because she was the one doing it, not him. If he could bat his lashes at a guard for the key, he would have already, but he needed Shi, so he let her get away with it and disappear up the stairs.
Despite her telling him not to smoke her joint, he took a few hits off it before taking a seat on the couch, waiting for her. Passing period was no more then a five minute window and she had returned before it was over. She stole the joint and stamped it out on the ground and he raised a brow up at her, knowing already that she had the key. She wouldn't have come back without it, and she was good enough that he wasn't all that shocked that she'd managed to pull it off in such a short window of time.
“I told you not to smoke it.” She chastised him and he just shrugged as she smirked and held up the key, dangling it over her forehead. He grinned wickedly, unable to hide the fact that he was impressed. He should have figured she didn't need him. He reached to take the key from her, but before he could grab it, she snatched it back at the last second, hiding it behind her back like she was hiding candy from a child.
“Not so fast princess.” She breathed and his jaw clenched, not liking that she wasn't giving him what he wanted, and now she had the power. He was a computer nerd with a bit of a soft spot for charity, but he had a huge control issue. He didn't like not having the control in his hands. “I have a better idea. You and I just go out tonight.” She breathed and he raised a brow at that. If her brother or Gigi found out they had not only hung out alone, but left campus and left them there, they would be furious. She watched his face twist with confusion and she rolled her eyes. “I’m not asking you on a date, chill.” She breathed. “I just want to be away from my brother for a night.” She shrugged as she tucked the key into her bra.
Cain sighed deeply and nodded. He knew it was safer to invite Gigi and Q along, but, selfishly, he didn't want them to come. The same way she needed a break from her brother, he needed a break from Geeg. She was driving him off the wall. Either she was so clingy and needy for him, it was practically suffocating, or she was cheating on him with just about everyone and their brother. Besides, he couldn't have Shiloh under any circumstances, so hopefully that would keep things innocent and the two of them could just get the break they needed.
"Fine." He breathed, moving in close to her, smirking down at her. "Your brother will kill me slowly and painfully if he finds out." He sighed, shaking his head. Cain shrugged then, a smirk coming to his lips, like he didn't give a fuck, even if Q found out. "Oh well." He said simply with a chuckle. "We don't have all night, but we'll have until five am or so." He informed her, letting her know they had to be back before the nurses came to check their rooms in the early morning. "Where do you want to go, princess?" He asked with a teasing smirk, using the name on purpose, because he could tell she hadn't exactly been fond of it.