.”
Then she hopped to her feet.
Rock.
On .
I watched that with raised eyebrows
and a creeping grin.
A huge smile spread on my face.
Without a word, I followed her into the closet.
I really hadn’t expected
that—her to agree to me and her alone in a dark closet .
But hey, the girl was full of surprises (like cute songs about me, even though
she ran from me). I liked that…. And I liked the way I could smell her
delicious cinnamon cookie scent as soon as I shut the closet door. (I’m such a
werewolf.) It was like a little piece of heaven right there in the closet, and
I hadn’t even gotten my lips on her yet. Not that I was exactly sure I was
going to actually get to put my mouth on her again. I wasn’t sure if this was
all just her way to save face or what.
I didn’t mind being used by her
that way if it was, though. Anything to slam that punk Poser was awesome with
me. And helping Ally, that was a score too. Of course. So really, being here in the closet with her was a win-win. Though yeah, I was
hoping I’d get to kiss her again too.
But I wasn’t counting on it. It
seemed more likely she was probably going to start crying.
I braced myself for
that—tears. ’Cause she’d looked like she was going to cry the whole time
Poser had been in the closet with Fauna. And now she was
alone (pretty much); in the dark.
I’d never had a girl cry on me
before—except when she was drunk. And Ally wasn’t drunk. She didn’t
drink. Any tears that came from her would be sincere—and remembered in
the morning.
Oh-kay, no
pressure. (Man.)
“Your boyfriend’s a wad,” I told
her.
“Maybe not my boyfriend for long,”
she sniffed.
Realllly?
She didn’t say it as a come-on. Of course. But I can hear what I
want—I do it all of the time.
She sighed. “I don’t know.”
I could hear the hurt in her voice.
Man, I wanted to pound Poser. She was the only reason he didn’t have a broken
nose right now … yet he had broken her heart. I didn’t get junk like that. What
did she see in the guy? Hailey had said he was “safe” but he didn’t seem “safe”
to me. He was a heartless, insane punk. I mean, he hurt Ally. Ally . Who I
pretty much worshipped. Ally, who would never hurt a
soul. She would just make up a cute little song and play the piano and
bake cookies. She didn’t have a mean bone in her body—yet that dirt-bag
twerp hurt her. If he came anywhere near me tonight I was
going to bash his face in—for Ally.
… Okay, that wasn’t the only thing
I wanted to do for Ally. No way. We were in a dark closet—I wanted to
kiss her blind. I could make her forget all about Poser … if she’d let me.
I leaned toward her, but kept a
slight distance, because, well, this was Ally. I knew all too well, from way
too much experience—the girl spooks. At the drop of a
hat. And I was going to do way more than drop a hat.
I whispered, “Are we really going
to do this or are you just mad at Poser?”
She snapped—like bit my head
off, “His name is Aiden.”
Wow, she was defending him, even
after he broke her heart.
She let out a breath, losing all
her feisty fight. Her words a moment later came out soft and contrite, “No, we
don’t have to do this.” Then she added all sweet, “I mean, if you don’t want
to.”
My eyes flickered to her. “I want
to.”
“Oh,” she squeaked, immediately
trembling.
“Relax. I’m not going to hurt you.”
I couldn’t keep the amusement out of my voice. I mean, she
was practically hyperventilating. Still, I said it as I slowly backed her
against the wall. I did it slowly, slowly, trying to not spook her. I ran my
fingers through her long blond hair. Man, it was so soft. I brushed my cheek
against it, feeling like a werewolf. I swear. I wanted to claim her right here
in the closet. Kiss her until she knew she was mine— that she had been ever since she gave me that cookie.
Only she was trembling like a leaf.
I bit my lip. Man. I had to move slow
Then she hopped to her feet.
Rock.
On .
I watched that with raised eyebrows
and a creeping grin.
A huge smile spread on my face.
Without a word, I followed her into the closet.
I really hadn’t expected
that—her to agree to me and her alone in a dark closet .
But hey, the girl was full of surprises (like cute songs about me, even though
she ran from me). I liked that…. And I liked the way I could smell her
delicious cinnamon cookie scent as soon as I shut the closet door. (I’m such a
werewolf.) It was like a little piece of heaven right there in the closet, and
I hadn’t even gotten my lips on her yet. Not that I was exactly sure I was
going to actually get to put my mouth on her again. I wasn’t sure if this was
all just her way to save face or what.
I didn’t mind being used by her
that way if it was, though. Anything to slam that punk Poser was awesome with
me. And helping Ally, that was a score too. Of course. So really, being here in the closet with her was a win-win. Though yeah, I was
hoping I’d get to kiss her again too.
But I wasn’t counting on it. It
seemed more likely she was probably going to start crying.
I braced myself for
that—tears. ’Cause she’d looked like she was going to cry the whole time
Poser had been in the closet with Fauna. And now she was
alone (pretty much); in the dark.
I’d never had a girl cry on me
before—except when she was drunk. And Ally wasn’t drunk. She didn’t
drink. Any tears that came from her would be sincere—and remembered in
the morning.
Oh-kay, no
pressure. (Man.)
“Your boyfriend’s a wad,” I told
her.
“Maybe not my boyfriend for long,”
she sniffed.
Realllly?
She didn’t say it as a come-on. Of course. But I can hear what I
want—I do it all of the time.
She sighed. “I don’t know.”
I could hear the hurt in her voice.
Man, I wanted to pound Poser. She was the only reason he didn’t have a broken
nose right now … yet he had broken her heart. I didn’t get junk like that. What
did she see in the guy? Hailey had said he was “safe” but he didn’t seem “safe”
to me. He was a heartless, insane punk. I mean, he hurt Ally. Ally . Who I
pretty much worshipped. Ally, who would never hurt a
soul. She would just make up a cute little song and play the piano and
bake cookies. She didn’t have a mean bone in her body—yet that dirt-bag
twerp hurt her. If he came anywhere near me tonight I was
going to bash his face in—for Ally.
… Okay, that wasn’t the only thing
I wanted to do for Ally. No way. We were in a dark closet—I wanted to
kiss her blind. I could make her forget all about Poser … if she’d let me.
I leaned toward her, but kept a
slight distance, because, well, this was Ally. I knew all too well, from way
too much experience—the girl spooks. At the drop of a
hat. And I was going to do way more than drop a hat.
I whispered, “Are we really going
to do this or are you just mad at Poser?”
She snapped—like bit my head
off, “His name is Aiden.”
Wow, she was defending him, even
after he broke her heart.
She let out a breath, losing all
her feisty fight. Her words a moment later came out soft and contrite, “No, we
don’t have to do this.” Then she added all sweet, “I mean, if you don’t want
to.”
My eyes flickered to her. “I want
to.”
“Oh,” she squeaked, immediately
trembling.
“Relax. I’m not going to hurt you.”
I couldn’t keep the amusement out of my voice. I mean, she
was practically hyperventilating. Still, I said it as I slowly backed her
against the wall. I did it slowly, slowly, trying to not spook her. I ran my
fingers through her long blond hair. Man, it was so soft. I brushed my cheek
against it, feeling like a werewolf. I swear. I wanted to claim her right here
in the closet. Kiss her until she knew she was mine— that she had been ever since she gave me that cookie.
Only she was trembling like a leaf.
I bit my lip. Man. I had to move slow
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