Chapter Seven
990 Words
Wyatt
I shouldn’t have sought her out again and I definitely shouldn’t be here, sat in my car waiting for her to finish work.
It was wrong.
And stalkerish.
And wrong… so bloody wrong but I couldn’t help myself. Seeing her was like breathing… something I needed to do.
“Liv.” I pushed open the drivers side door as she game out of the gate. Her face open as she said good bye to the gaggle of children who swarmed about in search of their own parents.
Her steps faltered , the smile slipped. Had she not realised I had been around her for the last week? She must have been, she was a shifter or at least had shifter blood she should have sensed me.
Unless of course the pull I felt towards hers she didn’t feel back?
“Liv.” I called again when she didn’t even look towards the car. “Get in I’ll drive you home.”
A girl walked passed, giggling. “Miss has a boyfriend.” She whispered to her friend and both of them fell about laughing.
A boyfriend?
Dammit coming here was a bad idea. The last thing we needed was people talking.
Finally she turned, and the easy smile had been replaced by a frown, lines appearing on her smooth forehead. “What are you doing here Wyatt?” She folded her tall frame into the low seat and closed the door behind her before turning her body to face me.
With the tinted windows and the doors closed it was like we were in our own private bubble. I breathed her in.
How was it possible for her to look even more stunning?
“I came to drive you home.” Even to own ears my excuse was weak.
“This isn’t the first time you have been here Wyatt, what’s going on?” Her voice was steely but my keen eyes caught the rising arousal that perfumed her scent.
She was squeezing her legs together as well.
Shit.
“We can’t do this.” I turned towards her, lifting the glasses from my eyes as I studied her.
“You have been stalking me to tell me we can’t do what? We haven’t actually done anything wrong Wyatt.”
I closed my eyes as my fingers found her cheek, smooth and soft like she was. “I love the sound of my name on your lips.”
“What the hell, you come here just to tell me we can’t do this.” She threw up her hands, her face twisted in anger. And I could understand it totally. I would be confused as well.
I was confused.
“And then you say s**t like that. Wyatt do you even know what you want?”
“You, I want you.” I moved closer without meaning to. Taking in the smell of her skin. My eyes fixed on her lips. “I want to put the look on your face that you had in that picture. I want my name on your lips.” I groaned. I had never wanted to kiss a woman so badly in my life.
“Then why…” she reached for me and I caught her arm easily enough before she touched me. If she touched me it would be all over.
Coming here was a mistake and a big one. I couldn’t control myself around her.
“We can’t do this Liv, the things I want to do to you… I… you wouldn’t like them. You are strong and beautiful but I’m not looking for a mate and that’s what you deserve.” My words were tortured.
Men like me didn’t get to have mates and families. We were the monsters of the paranormal world. I was lucky enough to have friends and a stream of woman eager to please me.
“What are you looking for?”
I closed my fist into her hair, jerking it back as my nose rubbed against the skin of her jaw. I was rough, I didn’t hold back and my c**k swelled in my jeans.
God what was wrong with me?
“A submissive Liv, someone who will do as she is told. Someone who will suck me off whenever I tell her too. Would you suck my c**k now Liv?”
Her eyes widened. She had been turned on before but that was dying now just as I planned. “Here? No.” She shook her head as I released her hair. “We could go back to mi…”
“No Liv, you aren’t the sub for me.” I shook my head at her , hating the hurt in her eyes. Hurt I had put there.
But it was for the best.
“Because I won’t suck you d**k now?” Her voice trembled. “Did you just come all of this way to humiliate me Wyatt?”
“No I came to show you why we can’t do this and you understand now right?” I forced myself to not touch her.
“Yeah I get it now , I think I will walk home . Thanks anyway.”
I watched as she stepped out of the car. Her back ramrod straight , her head high.
I had hurt her, but what other choice did I have? If I gave her what she wanted and I knew she wanted me then I would be alone when she finally found her mate.
It was better to say good bye now.
Or at least that’s what I was telling myself .
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