Please fucking kiss me.
“It was special.” My breath was ragged as his hands came up to cup my face. I reached out and raked my fingers along his shirt, pressing into the hard muscles there, trying to communicate to him I wanted this.
Bad.
Mama needs some action.
He licked his lips and grinned, leaning forward.
“Sawyer!” a familiar female screamed right behind us, and his entire body tensed as he pulled away from me and faced Meredith.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were on a date,” she said with a conspiratorial grin.
She looked pretty fucking pleased with herself for someone who didn’t realize we were on a date.
“Well, I am.” You could hear the annoyance in his voice.
“How was your dad’s party? You know what, carry on, I’ll just text you. See you tomorrow!” She waved us both off and then left.
For a split second I’d forgotten that I was competing for this man. I’d thought I was just over here falling in love with Prince Charming, and ignored that he was dating forty-nine other fucking women.
“Night, Sawyer.” There was a growl in my voice as I stepped away from him.
I thought he would let me go, like a sensible man, but instead he jumped out in front of me.
“Are you mad at me?” He looked sad.
I sighed. “I’m just not into this multiple women dating one guy thing. It’s not for me. I also don’t appreciate when I’m about to have a first kiss with a guy I like and his ex-girlfriend interrupts us.”
He chewed on his bottom lip as if tempting me to give it another go. “You’re right, she fucked that up and the mood is gone.” Stepping closer to me, he leaned down and brushed his lips against my cheek. “I guess I’ll just have to surprise you with the next one.”
My eyelids fluttered closed as his breath washed over me.
Yes please.
I was about to tell him fuck it, the mood was back, when he pulled away and walked toward the limo, leaving me confused as all shit.
The entire nextday I had one thing on the brain.
Sawyer.
I might as well have written our names inside of a heart on my notebook, because I had it bad. I kept replaying how upset he got that the prime minster had smelled me, and how he couldn’t stand other men watching me dance, and finally then how we’d almost kissed. Was I insane to like a guy that the entire female campus was dating?
Yes, yes I was.
The urge to pee overwhelmed me, so I stood and slipped out of my class. Navigating the halls, I stepped into the bathroom and went pee while thinking of Sawyer and his top twenty list. What came after that? Another month or round of dating and then top ten? Did he date the final five girls for like six months? How was I going to handle that? Was he kissing other girls? Why the fuck did I have to fall for this guy? The one guy in the world who literally had to follow a set of rules in order to find his mate.
I needed to ask Sage all this stuff or dig back into the bylaws because I would probably go insane thinking of all of this stuff. I planned to head over to the library later and check out any books I could on split shifters or people who could separate from their wolf. Maybe while I was there I would find a book on how to handle dating a guy who was also dating forty-nine other chicks.
Not likely.
After washing my hands, I slipped back out into the hallway, my mind swirling with a thousand things. I was so trapped in my thoughts, I barely noticed the blur of dark hair. Sawyer slipped out from an alcove and grasped the sides of my face. My heart hammered in my chest as he stroked my bottom lip with his thumb and gave me a cocky grin. Those piercing blue eyes stared into my soul as my breath came out in ragged gasps.
One of his hands dropped to my lower back and he tucked me into him, pulling me into the alcove and pinning my back against the wall.
Holy fuck.He was going to kiss me.
Leaning in, he passed my lips and went right for my ear, nibbling the flesh there and causing a moan to rip from my throat.
