watches.
“You’re making it very hard not to just take you here and now and say to hell with tradition.” Gage growls sexually as he moves back over to me while placing his hands on my hips just above the waistline of my dark grey pajama shorts.
Wrapping my arms around his neck I lean up and give him a quick kiss. “I don’t know how you did it, Mr. Massey.”
“Did what?” He questions with a smirk.
“Make me fall hard for you in such a short time.” I reply.
His eyes twinkle as he looks down at me. “You made me fall first. I was a lost cause the moment my eyes locked onto yours in that art class.”
“Then why were you such a jerk to me after that?” I question curiously.
I just had to know.
He sighs roughly while running his hand through his hair as he pulls away. “I didn’t want to feel this way again. But seeing you, being around you made my heart speed up and just seeing you with that human made me see red. I didn’t think, I just reacted, and I regret hurting you.”
I raise my brow for a moment.
He had answered me but yet at the same time he had pretty much avoided my question.
There had to be something he wasn’t telling me.
There had to be more to him being so reluctant to come clean.
Instead of making a big deal out of it I choose to shrug it all off, I had him now and that was what really mattered.
The rest would come out eventually.
“I’m glad we made up.” I smile as I tug him back into my arms.
“I’m glad we did too.” He adds with another long passionate kiss.
“We need to get ready for school.” I state between more of his kisses.
He nods with a pout. “Yeah, we do, don’t we.”
I nod and he pulls me in for one last kiss before making his way over to my door, before slipping out hopefully unnoticed.
A few minutes later I get a knock on my door just as I’m slipping my light gray tee shirt over my head.
“Come in.” I call out as I search my drawers for some socks.
“I’m glad I caught you before you left.” My father states as he enters.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed I slip on my socks while waiting for him to talk.
He sniffs the air for a moment before shaking his head lightly. “I have an announcement to make later at dinner.”
I nod for him to go on but he doesn’t say another word.
“What’s it about?” I coax him on.
“You’ll find out later, Sweetie. For now I need you to take London to school with you, he needs to introduce himself into your routine here.” He states instead.
“I can do that, I guess, but what exactly is he going to do about his eyes?” I ask referring to London’s unusual yellow eyes.
“He’s gotten contacts to take care of that issue, but he’s still going to need a little guidance.” He answers.
Standing up I move over to the pile of shoes I had.
Digging out my favorite pair of boots I begin slipping them on.
“What do you think of him?” My dad suddenly asks drawing my attention back to him.
I raise my brow. “Are you talking about London?” I ask and he nods. “I guess I like him. He’s been rather quiet since I met him but he was sweet when we did talk, why?”
“Good.” He nods to himself before moving towards the door.
He hadn’t even answered my question.
Stopping with his back to me he lets out a heavy sigh before leaving me alone and completely confused.
What the hell.
O utside near my bike London and Dillon are waiting for me.
“I’m not going to be able to take both of you on my bike.” I state as I move closer.
London grins as he steps forward. “We were hoping that you wouldn’t mind coming along with us in my truck.” He then motions towards the big black truck I had seen the first day they had arrived.
I nod glancing up at London’s now blue eyes.
It was a little unnerving to see him without his normal yellow eyes.
“Is something wrong?” He asks.
Shaking my head I laugh lightly. “No, nothing’s wrong, it’s just weird seeing
“You’re making it very hard not to just take you here and now and say to hell with tradition.” Gage growls sexually as he moves back over to me while placing his hands on my hips just above the waistline of my dark grey pajama shorts.
Wrapping my arms around his neck I lean up and give him a quick kiss. “I don’t know how you did it, Mr. Massey.”
“Did what?” He questions with a smirk.
“Make me fall hard for you in such a short time.” I reply.
His eyes twinkle as he looks down at me. “You made me fall first. I was a lost cause the moment my eyes locked onto yours in that art class.”
“Then why were you such a jerk to me after that?” I question curiously.
I just had to know.
He sighs roughly while running his hand through his hair as he pulls away. “I didn’t want to feel this way again. But seeing you, being around you made my heart speed up and just seeing you with that human made me see red. I didn’t think, I just reacted, and I regret hurting you.”
I raise my brow for a moment.
He had answered me but yet at the same time he had pretty much avoided my question.
There had to be something he wasn’t telling me.
There had to be more to him being so reluctant to come clean.
Instead of making a big deal out of it I choose to shrug it all off, I had him now and that was what really mattered.
The rest would come out eventually.
“I’m glad we made up.” I smile as I tug him back into my arms.
“I’m glad we did too.” He adds with another long passionate kiss.
“We need to get ready for school.” I state between more of his kisses.
He nods with a pout. “Yeah, we do, don’t we.”
I nod and he pulls me in for one last kiss before making his way over to my door, before slipping out hopefully unnoticed.
A few minutes later I get a knock on my door just as I’m slipping my light gray tee shirt over my head.
“Come in.” I call out as I search my drawers for some socks.
“I’m glad I caught you before you left.” My father states as he enters.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed I slip on my socks while waiting for him to talk.
He sniffs the air for a moment before shaking his head lightly. “I have an announcement to make later at dinner.”
I nod for him to go on but he doesn’t say another word.
“What’s it about?” I coax him on.
“You’ll find out later, Sweetie. For now I need you to take London to school with you, he needs to introduce himself into your routine here.” He states instead.
“I can do that, I guess, but what exactly is he going to do about his eyes?” I ask referring to London’s unusual yellow eyes.
“He’s gotten contacts to take care of that issue, but he’s still going to need a little guidance.” He answers.
Standing up I move over to the pile of shoes I had.
Digging out my favorite pair of boots I begin slipping them on.
“What do you think of him?” My dad suddenly asks drawing my attention back to him.
I raise my brow. “Are you talking about London?” I ask and he nods. “I guess I like him. He’s been rather quiet since I met him but he was sweet when we did talk, why?”
“Good.” He nods to himself before moving towards the door.
He hadn’t even answered my question.
Stopping with his back to me he lets out a heavy sigh before leaving me alone and completely confused.
What the hell.
O utside near my bike London and Dillon are waiting for me.
“I’m not going to be able to take both of you on my bike.” I state as I move closer.
London grins as he steps forward. “We were hoping that you wouldn’t mind coming along with us in my truck.” He then motions towards the big black truck I had seen the first day they had arrived.
I nod glancing up at London’s now blue eyes.
It was a little unnerving to see him without his normal yellow eyes.
“Is something wrong?” He asks.
Shaking my head I laugh lightly. “No, nothing’s wrong, it’s just weird seeing
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