Chapter 9 - Taming The Dragon

Jenna

Fifteen minutes later, I walk out of the building. Ariel is already outside, waiting for me under the streetlight. The sight of him leaning against the wall of his own building while wearing nothing but a tank top leaves nothing to fantasy. It takes an incredible amount of self-control to keep my eyes from sliding down his muscular body as he smokes his cigarette.

“Smoking isn’t good for you,”

I struggle to not check him out. It’s chilly outside, but I guess the cold doesn’t affect Ariel. He is half-naked with muscles covering most of his body, working down his thick arms and stomach like valleys carved from stone.

I swallow thickly, embarrassed at myself for sweating when it’s not even warm outside.

“And who are you? My mother?” There is a smile in his voice.

I roll my eyes. “Whatever... Die from lung cancer then, the choice is yours,”

Amusement flash in his gaze. &ldq