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cool, finally deciding on Dr. Who as a reasonable in-between. Cheesy, but with a good story line. Cute Doctor, exciting adventures, weird aliens… yeah, it hit all the high notes.
Checking her phone one more time, she repressed a big sigh. When the cupcakes were frosted, she put two on a plate and poured herself a huge glass of milk. Satisfied, she turned off the music and grabbed her snack. Heading around the counter, she made a beeline for the living room.
…where she nearly dropped the milk and cupcakes. A big, dark-clad form was sprawled out over one of the living room’s overstuffed lounges. Aurelia stopped dead in her tracks, startled beyond reason. The mass of wavy onyx hair, lanky frame, and red Converse kicked onto the floor near the couch made it obvious that Ben was, in fact, in residence. Lucas had said Ben would be here if she needed anything, but since Aurelia hadn’t seen him she’d just sort of… forgotten.
Here she was, in her underwear, dancing around and making a fool of herself mere feet from a wolf she barely knew. A very attractive wolf, too. She wanted to shift into her wolf and run away into the woods, embarrassed.
Ben was spread out facing the other direction, absorbed in the glowing screen of his laptop. He had headphones on, preventing him from hearing her approach. Biting her lip, Aurelia pivoted and started to sneak toward the stairs.
“Hey!” came Ben’s voice, making her jump.
Busted.
Turning, Aurelia put on an awkward grin as she faced him. He’d rolled over to face her.
“Heyyyyyy…” she said, acutely aware of just how red her face was growing.
“Coming to lounge?” Ben asked, waving a hand at the small sea of matching couches and ottomans in the living area. Aurelia immediately noticed his hands. Long, slender fingers and prominent veins on his hands and wrists. She was a total sucker for sexy forearms, the kind you only found on slimmer guys like Ben.
“I, uh, didn’t want to disturb you. You look busy,” Aurelia said, her words rushed. She jerked her eyes up from his hands, only to encounter his sculpted cheekbones, and soulful ocean-colored eyes hidden behind his trendy black-and-clear glasses.
She was ogling him. Damn, apparently it was possible for her to blush more!
“You’re not disturbing me,” he said, arching a brow at her awkward examination of his person. He gave her scanty outfit a brief glance, but thankfully didn’t comment on it.
“Oh, you know, it’s okay. I wanted to watch some bad TV so I’ll just go upstairs,” she said.
“No, come on,” he insisted. “I need a break, anyway. I’ve been working since almost three a.m.”
“Uh, alright,” Aurelia said, cursing her lack of wit. She picked the couch next to him and sank down, setting her snack down on a table.
“So, bad TV huh?” he asked.
Aurelia gave him a small smile, appreciating his attempt to make things less awkward with a little conversation.
“Yeah. I was hoping that Bravo is running some awesome reality marathon today,” she admitted with a shrug.
Ben nodded, closing his laptop and sitting up. Aurelia noticed that he wore simple black jeans and a snug black tee that read “The Magnetic Fields”. A band that she liked, to boot!
“…can actually just change the channels from my phone,” he was explaining, waving his phone at the colossal TV. The machine flared to life, and soon Ben had Bravo on the screen.
“Hey, Millionaire Matchmaker is on,” he said, giving her a grin.
“You know what this show is?” Aurelia asked, trying not to gape.
“Sure. I like bad TV as much as anyone,” he shrugged. “I have to do something while my code’s compiling.”
“Right,” Aurelia said. When it came to wolves, males were usually 90% overblown masculine swagger. They were all about power and dominance and keeping up their barriers. She’d never met a male who would so easily admit to this kind of silly vice.
Silence stretched between them, and
Checking her phone one more time, she repressed a big sigh. When the cupcakes were frosted, she put two on a plate and poured herself a huge glass of milk. Satisfied, she turned off the music and grabbed her snack. Heading around the counter, she made a beeline for the living room.
…where she nearly dropped the milk and cupcakes. A big, dark-clad form was sprawled out over one of the living room’s overstuffed lounges. Aurelia stopped dead in her tracks, startled beyond reason. The mass of wavy onyx hair, lanky frame, and red Converse kicked onto the floor near the couch made it obvious that Ben was, in fact, in residence. Lucas had said Ben would be here if she needed anything, but since Aurelia hadn’t seen him she’d just sort of… forgotten.
Here she was, in her underwear, dancing around and making a fool of herself mere feet from a wolf she barely knew. A very attractive wolf, too. She wanted to shift into her wolf and run away into the woods, embarrassed.
Ben was spread out facing the other direction, absorbed in the glowing screen of his laptop. He had headphones on, preventing him from hearing her approach. Biting her lip, Aurelia pivoted and started to sneak toward the stairs.
“Hey!” came Ben’s voice, making her jump.
Busted.
Turning, Aurelia put on an awkward grin as she faced him. He’d rolled over to face her.
“Heyyyyyy…” she said, acutely aware of just how red her face was growing.
“Coming to lounge?” Ben asked, waving a hand at the small sea of matching couches and ottomans in the living area. Aurelia immediately noticed his hands. Long, slender fingers and prominent veins on his hands and wrists. She was a total sucker for sexy forearms, the kind you only found on slimmer guys like Ben.
“I, uh, didn’t want to disturb you. You look busy,” Aurelia said, her words rushed. She jerked her eyes up from his hands, only to encounter his sculpted cheekbones, and soulful ocean-colored eyes hidden behind his trendy black-and-clear glasses.
She was ogling him. Damn, apparently it was possible for her to blush more!
“You’re not disturbing me,” he said, arching a brow at her awkward examination of his person. He gave her scanty outfit a brief glance, but thankfully didn’t comment on it.
“Oh, you know, it’s okay. I wanted to watch some bad TV so I’ll just go upstairs,” she said.
“No, come on,” he insisted. “I need a break, anyway. I’ve been working since almost three a.m.”
“Uh, alright,” Aurelia said, cursing her lack of wit. She picked the couch next to him and sank down, setting her snack down on a table.
“So, bad TV huh?” he asked.
Aurelia gave him a small smile, appreciating his attempt to make things less awkward with a little conversation.
“Yeah. I was hoping that Bravo is running some awesome reality marathon today,” she admitted with a shrug.
Ben nodded, closing his laptop and sitting up. Aurelia noticed that he wore simple black jeans and a snug black tee that read “The Magnetic Fields”. A band that she liked, to boot!
“…can actually just change the channels from my phone,” he was explaining, waving his phone at the colossal TV. The machine flared to life, and soon Ben had Bravo on the screen.
“Hey, Millionaire Matchmaker is on,” he said, giving her a grin.
“You know what this show is?” Aurelia asked, trying not to gape.
“Sure. I like bad TV as much as anyone,” he shrugged. “I have to do something while my code’s compiling.”
“Right,” Aurelia said. When it came to wolves, males were usually 90% overblown masculine swagger. They were all about power and dominance and keeping up their barriers. She’d never met a male who would so easily admit to this kind of silly vice.
Silence stretched between them, and
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