Percy was standing mere inches away, whenever he breathed I could feel his chest brushing up against me. Percy's eyes locked on mine. ”He touched you?” I shook my head but the words were tangled on my tongue. ”Where?” Percy asked as he leaned his head down. His eyes were searching mine, I could tell that he was fighting to keep his wolf at bay. ”I-” I drew in a ragged breath. My eyelids fluttered and I leaned my head back to look into Percy's eyes. I couldn't remove them, however intimated I was, I couldn't stop staring at him. How could I explain in plain words that I had hallucinations about the guy that everyone treated like a prince? That he had kissed me, touched me, made me cum, and driven me to insane degrees of lust. How did I tell Percy that I almost slept with Sam? ”I, Uhm,” ”In words, please,” he said with a tiny smile, one that might’ve looked sweet and nice if the rest of him didn't look like the calm before the storm. ”He touched me,” I started. Percy n
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