Rhys part 5

Yrah

What's happening to me? Did I fall asleep and woke up in a fantasy world? If not, why did I stand in front of an insanely hot man who happened to be a werewolf!?

I thought these things only happened in those erotic novels I liked to read on quiet afternoons.

I raised my hand and slapped myself.

"What the hell? Why did you do that?" Rhys gasped and touched my cheek. Concern etched in his eyes.

"Just making sure this is real life," I said and gaped at him.

"So you decided to slap yourself in the face? Shit, your cheeks are red now. How hard did you hit yourself? Are you insane, woman?"

It was kind of cute how he seemed so concerned about my face.

He was really cute.

And hot.

And sexy with a really big dick.

I gasped as these thoughts kept running through my head. Stop it, Yrah! Behave yourself!

I shook my head and took a deep breath, trying to push the inappropriate thoughts aside.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to freak out. It's just that I've never met a werewolf before. I thought they