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grabbed my shirt and held on tight.
     "Yeah but I suspect he's getting help from another faction."
    "Who?" She scrunched up her eyes at me.
    "That's not for you to worry about, I got it all under control."
    "Avery if you get into trouble I'm going to be so mad."
    "Not to worry babe I'll be careful, now give me a kiss so I can go do what I gotta do."
I pulled her to me and kissed her the way I always do, like it's our last kiss and I can't get enough. "You stay inside okay, don’t open the door for anyone, I have my keys, not even Stephanie gets in until I get back."
    "Talon you're being ridiculous...."
    "Whatever, just do it please, I know you don't listen worth shit but believe me you do not want to play around with this, stay...in...side." I gave her one last hard kiss and left.
     

I know she doesn't understand what she calls my craziness, shit I barely understand it myself. All I know is that the need to protect her overrides everything else, not to mention the aggression I felt every time I thought of him looking at or even touching her.
I never felt any of these things before so I was basically playing it by ear. This possessive caveman routine was all new to me, I never cared what any of the women I slept with did after I was done with them, never had any interest in who they screwed, saw or hung out with. With this girl, it felt like I would kill anyone who even looked at her. If I had to spend the rest of my life like this I would be nuts by the time I reached thirty. How the hell did my father and brother deal with his shit? Maybe I should've paid more attention to those stories after all instead of laughing them off.
     

 
     
     SKYLAR
     
     
     

How did I end up with the only caveman on campus? Just when I had decided to grow a backbone and stop being a doormat, he comes along and sets me back a couple centuries. My family had nothing on him, he was bossy, opinionated and just plain pig headed. I know he didn't think I would ever take Robert back, but the way he acted it was as though my just being in the same air space was a catastrophe. And I don't understand his obsession with the whole mold thing either; he’s acting as though someone had purposely set out to hurt me. I think that the last occupant just dropped a wet hand towel under the bed and forgot it, but no, Sherlock had to pull out his monocle and start pointing fingers, he’s a nut.
     

Who would've ever thought that the school’s resident jock and playboy would be like this? From the little whispers that kept following me around campus, our relationship was an enigma; everyone was trying to figure it out. I was a little surprised by it myself in the beginning, after all the stories I had heard the first two weeks I was here, I had expected him to be a real ass, but nope. He was sweet and doting, and best of all he doesn't rush me into doing anything that I'm not ready for which had been one of my greatest fears.
     

Yes we do some things that are new to me, but I never once felt pressured or like I have to do it to keep him. And the way he touches me, the way he whispers to me of the things we’ll do together in the future, sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure it’s not all a dream. I was never in love with Robert, he and I were childhood friends whose fathers were business partners of sorts. When dad told me as a young teen that I was destined to marry him I never thought to put up a fight, it just was.
     I’ve always done what I was told, being raised in a strict close-knit family it never struck me as strange or outdated. And then one day my world had come crumbling down around me and my eyes were opened. A little bit of the innocent had washed off of me and I’d had a choice to make. Bury my head in the sand and go with the status quo or find myself in the rubble and move on. I’d chosen the latter and that had led me here to him. Heaven help me.
     

I was still getting looks and snide remarks