His kiss was gentle, yet stung with passion. It erased every embarrassment from me. As I tasted the flavor of his mouth, sparks corroded my internals and he did a great job in making the moment moderate enough for public view. I wanted to hold him, to explore every inch of his mouth, but he pulled away, clearly to avoid things getting heated. "Let's get going." He smiled and rose up. It re-dawned on me that I was in public and a few people had cast glances at us, and I swear, I wanted to be swallowed into the ground.When we took our leave, my lips still pulsated from his kiss, the sparks not leaving me. Dang, he was a good kisser. We got into his car and I prayed he'd keep the journey silent; he did everything but remain silent. "Your cheeks are red," he teased me over and over again. My mind didn’t stop racing through the effect of his kiss, so my cheeks remained heated. When he didn’t stop teasing me about it, I hid my face. "Where are we going now?" "You'll find out." *** M
Roger's eyes bugged out. "This has to be a lie. Lyric, come on. He can't be your boyfriend."He really thought I was an absolute loser. That made my brows furrow and I stepped forward, maintaining a fierce stance in front of him. "I swear you're pissing me off so bad.""I don’t care.” He had never cared. Turning to Blade, “You. Why are you pretending to be her boyfriend? I know she's too broke to have paid you, so why are you ...." He trailed off, a smirk crawling on his lips. "Oh, her body. I mean, she's gotten hotter so she must be better in bed." "Roger!" Blade walked past me and punched him in the face. It made Roger fall backwards, his hand falling on his nose. "Darn it!" He hissed and lifted his head with blood oozing out of his nose. He held his fingers up to scan the blood and hissed again. "Have you lost it?" "I should be asking you that." I spat, my nose scrunched up. "Six years is enough time for people to change. I'm not the same loser you know, but clearly you're sti
Proud to announce that I had gone two days without responding to Brian. He had called me over a hundred times (no kidding), sent multiple texts, and voice-mails I didn't bother to listen to. I wasn’t going to let another man use me and think he could get away with it. I rolled off my bed and picked my phone up. I had two new text messages. One was from my brother, Tone. 'The mechanic said it might take a while.' Oh yeah, thank goodness, his car had broken down about 10 hours into the journey, so he couldn't arrive here. The joy that filled my soul was beyond comparable. The other message was from Blade: 'Good morning, sunshine. Did you have a goodnight rest?' Blade had been texting me constantly, and while I'll admit that it was a little too much, the annoyance from Brian's situation fueled my passion to respond to him. 'Good morning. I did, indeed.' I replied his text.A notification popped up, showing that I had an email from my student account. Opening it, I read the heading. '
If anyone had told me I’ll be going to Maui for my thanksgiving break, I’d have laughed at and called them stupid. Well, here I was, on a private jet, with my mate, to Maui.“What are you thinking of?” Brain asked, walking toward me.“Uh? Uh?’ I blinked back to reality. He gave a lopsided smile and sat beside me, buckling his seatbelt. “Were you thinking about me?”“In your wildest dreams,” I rolled my eyes. The servers brought our meal and it was cooked and presented like those I had seen in movies of people with high-class. “This is a private jet. Brian, you're rich.," that realization just struck me. "I guess." He shrugged. So many questions flooded my thoughts, like why the heck was someone rich enough to own a private jet working as a professor. I guess that's what this trip is for; I was going to uncover everything about him. By that, I meant both abstract and physical.*** I had expected us to arrive at a luxurious hotel, but even better, it was a beach house; it looked sma
Watching Brain stirring up breakfast made him look very hot. His arms moved in perfect rhythm with the music blasting through the mini speaker. This man didn’t know what wearing a shirt was, always showing us those fine abs. I wanted to run my hands over his chest all day. However, I fought the urge. Memories from last night's kiss flooded my thoughts and it made me bite down on my lips. It was just a kiss, I tried to convince myself, yet the sparks, the passion, and everything about the kiss still affected me greatly, confirming that it was not just any kiss. . He walked over to me. “Hey, kitty.” Ouu, that’s new. I like that one. “It's partially sunny. Do you want to sit outside after breakfast?: "Why not?" He flashed a smile then left to serve my breakfast. Once we were done eating, we stepped out and sat at the shore of the beach. The wind made my hair dance around, getting in my line of vision multiple times. The sand was so soft and a mix of cold and hot. The water kept tric
Returning to the beach shore, Brian lifted an eyebrow. "You took a while. What happened?" "It's nothing. I just received a spam call." I tried to smile, but it came out forced. "Are you sure?" "Yeah, it's nothing." Nothing like being threatened by your ex's girl. "Okay, if you insist." Rising to feet, he stretched his arm to me. "Let's go to the store to get new clothes. I have a surprise for you.""You do?" That immediately filled me with a bubbly energy and I took his hand, rising to my feet. "What's the surprise?" "It wouldn't be one if I tell you.""A hint?" "No!" "Please…" I tried to look cute by pouting, but he just shook his head at me. Scoffing, I gave up and we both went in for a change of clothes. My brain calculated every possible definition of a surprise from Brian, but nothing could match it. Then, my eyes widened as a thought crossed my mind: 'was he going to officially ask me to be his girlfriend?' I internally squealed. I understood our relationship was going
~ RAINA ~I shifted in the pool of my bathtub. It wasn't surprising that I had soaked myself for forty minutes in my dorm bathtub, during Thanksgiving break. My parents had traveled out of the country for Thanksgiving break, without me. Being an only child sucks. Lyric was gone, so having the room to myself was equivalent to being at home since I'd be alone. Once I was done in the tub, I turned off the rap, hoping she had received my text for the shower to be fixed Wrapping a small towel around my frame, I headed out and walked to my wardrobe to select something to wear. I saw a human-like frame move from my peripheral vision. My body froze, my head slowly turning till I saw a man sitting on Lyric's bed, headphones over his head. He and his bag of chips had frozen when his gaze matched mine. A loud scream escaped my throat and I started throwing items after him from my wardrobe. "Calm down, please calm down." He shielded his face from my attack. "Help, thief!" I screamed. "Hol
After almost an hour of Brian convincing me to run, I gave in and decided to run in my wolf form. Running felt so new. I could feel my paws dig into the sand and grass like never before, so soft and gentle. Maya (muy wolf) wanted to scream in the language of freedom because she was finally on a non–emergency run. I only ever ran in my wolf form when I was running from danger or embarrassment, but here I was, running leisurely with my mate. Brian's wolf was a huge, gray wolf with brown patches around him; his eyes were still a pair of gray eyes that shone even brighter. Not to mention he was double my size and looked like he could trample my wolf with his huge paws. Bigger wolves had always intimidated me, but with Brian, I felt safer than safe. His wolf caught up with mine and he gently knocked me down. "Hey," I barked and ran to jump on his wolf's neck, forcing him down while I bit through the furriness of his skin. He pushed me off and jumped right on me, trapping my paws in