“You want to know where mine and Noah’s favorite date spots used to be?” I asked, surprised by Liam’s questions. I hadn’t imagined that when he asked me to stay, he would want to talk about my history with Noah. “I didn’t ask that question because I care about Noah,” Liam said, annoyance crawling
“You really want to take me to Mountain Spring Resort,” I said, still looking at Liam in shock. “Yeah, I want to take you there. That is if you want to come with me.” Liam looked into my face. I frowned, “When you asked me what my favorite date spot with Noah was, I thought we were having a theo
You had got to be kidding me. I was hoping Liam hadn’t seen me in my room, hadn’t seen me staring right into his room, but clearly, I was wrong. Again, Liam tapped on my glass, this time a little harder. I pretended not to hear. I thought he would stop if I didn’t respond but Liam just went on tap
Liam paused, not saying anything for a second. Then, “I decided to take the class because I knew someone was planning to take it too.” The way Liam had suddenly gone all weird and silent told me that he had signed up for our history class because of another girl. Annoyance rose up in me. Who was t
Mom and I ended up watching one of her favorite romantic comedy movies from the 50’s, this movie with Grace Kelly and Frank Sinatra. Throughout the entire movie, I tried not to think about Liam. But it was so hard not to. Even though Liam and I had grown up as next-door neighbors, and I had someti
Liam whispered, “Maybe you should get some sleep, Ella.” I narrowed my eyes, “You are scared of me. When I do this, does that scare you?” I put my finger against Liam’s lips. “Or how about when I do this?” I slid my hand down Liam’s chest. “What about this. Does this make you scared of me?” I plac
I sat in my bedroom trying to concentrate on the romance story I was working on for my creative writing class, but it was impossible with the loud partying coming from the back-to-school bash happening at the Gravens house. My secret Beta- werewolf boyfriend Noah Graven was the one putting it on b
A large, firm hand rand down the middle of my chest, moving slower as it moved lower. “Keep going,” I said as I turned in the bed, toward the warmth of the hand, my eyes still closed. Then my body was pulled closer until my back pressed tightly against a firm, broad, chest. Wait…whose chest was th