Why Aren't You Mine? (Book 2) (BXB Werewolf)

Chaptar 29

Junior's P.O.V

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Seth and Andy jumped in the car, along with Carter. I crawled I top of Andy's lap and began grinding. He moaned and gripped my ass, and pulled me onto him more. I felt his pants beging to bulge.

"Alright! Stop, I don't want cum all over my car!" Carter whined, I chuckled and stopped grinding on Andy. I kissed him passionately and then got off him. He grinned at me and leaned on me slightly, and then rested his hand right between my thighs. I tensed for a second but then leaned on him and shook my head.

"You're gonna make me cum if you really don't stop," I growled to Andy.

He grinned even more at me and moved his hands up slightly. I growled loudly and pushed his hands away. He pouted but did force himself on me. I sat up straight to look at how far we were, Andy trailed his hand down my back and hugged my waist. I kissed his forehead and jumped up when Carter stopped the car. He turned to us and sighed.

"I thought you had stopped sucking his dick, Andy!"

Andy glared at him. "I was not!"

I giggled and jumped out the car quickly. I looked at the huge building; we were at Olive Garden. I fricken love Olive Garden! I jumped over to Carter and hugged him as hard as I could. He chuckled slightly and nodded.

"I know you'd want to go here," I grinned even wider at him.

"You know me so well!" I exclaimed, jumping over to the entrance. "C'mon slow pokes! Hurry the fuck up!"

"Oh shut up!" they all yelled at me. I whimpered and ran over to Andy and held his hand. They began walking like turtles over to the entrance. I groaned and faceplamed myself.

We walked in and were greeted by smiling faces. "Hello, welcome to Olive Garden, table for four?" the lady behind the counter asked.

Carter stepped up. "Actually can we get a booth? And can we get kids menus though? Uh, but can we still order on the actual menu? We're childish."

"Yes, and yes," she laughed. "You may."

I high-fived Seth and jumped in excitement. The lady grabbed the kids menus and guided us to our booth. She set the menus and the kids menus down and left, leaving us time to decide what we wanted to drink. Andy and Carter went in the middle. As for Seth and I, we went on the outsides.

I ripped off the wrapping around the paper and opened it. "Oh! Oh! Guys, lets draw! There's a spot for us to draw on!" I exclaimed.

"Wanna have a contest?" Andy asked, wriggling his eyebrows.

"Oh! You all are so going down!" we all yelled at each other. We grabbed our crayons and began jolting down pictures.

Around a minute later, Seth finished.

Then Andy.

Then me.

And finally, Carter.

We all looked at our pictures. Yeah, I was definitely satisfied. I looked at them and said, "How'd you guys do?"

They all shrugged and we set ours down on the table. We all examined and laughed at each others; except for mine that is. They all looked at mine and their jaws dropped. It was a picture of all us, sitting at this table, drawing. It was perfect, each line, each stroke, was perfect. I looked at Seth's, I shrugged, it was a picture of a girl, an anime girl. She wasn't half bad, she could use some more detail. Then I looked at Andy's, I began laughing at his. He glared at me. His was a picture of a stick figure, it was awful! I then proceeded to look at Carter's. His was literally the worst. I thought his would have been better because he was last. But no, his was just a bunch if scribbles! If not, just some random lines.

The waitress came around. "Have you guys decided what you would like to-"

"Wait!" I yelled, cutting her off. "Which picture is the best?" I asked, pointing to the pictures on the table.

"Well, in order from least to greatest?" She asked.

"Yeah," we all replied.

"Ok, last this one," Carter's.

"Then this one," Andy's

"Then this one," Seth's.

"And, well, this one," mine.

I jumped up in excitement. "Yes! In your faces! Bitches!" now everyone was staring at us awkwardly. I grinned and then sat back down. I reached over and held Andy's hand comfortingly. "It's ok babe, not every one has skills like me."

I leaned over and pecked his cheek. The waitress giggled and then held out her pad to take our drinks. "So, what would you guys like to drink?"

"I'll take some water," Andy shrugged closing his menu.

"Water? Really babe?" I asked, looking over the menu. "There's so much more you can get."

"I know, but that will be fine," I shrugged and giggled.

"I'll have a sprite," Seth said.

"Make that two," Carter added, holding Seth's hand.

"Alright, I'll have... oh! Hot chocolate!" she chuckled and nodded.

"Uh, sorry sir, that's a winter drink," she sighed.

I pouted. "Alright, then I'll have some lemonade, yes?"

"Yup, drinks will be out soon," she waved off. I turned and grinned at the boys.

"So, I-" before I could finish, I felt a very uncomfortable presence. And so did Seth. We both tensed and looked around suspiciously. My gaze stopped on Alex, he was taking someone's order down, working. I shut my eyes and shook my head, I slowly opened my eyes and looked at Seth, as if I was going to kill someone. He had the same look I did. And we both probably would murder Alex if we could. Andy grabbed my hand, and held it, making me tense even more. He looked at me.

"What are you gonna order babe?" I didn't turn to him, I couldn't move! I could even talk! Andy looked over over at me and frowned. I slowly shook my head, even though it hurt to do so. "What's wrong?"

"J-Junior!" Seth choked out. I shot my head to him, it fucking hurt to move! Carter and Andy both looked at us and each other weirdly. Alex turned and shut his pad, book thing and walked passed our table, smiling at me as he left. Once he exited the area both Seth and I loosened up and sighed, throwing our heads on the table; we both were breathing hard.

"What the hell was that?" I yelled at Seth, staring at him for an explanation.

"What was what?" Andy asked. I shook my head and rubbed my temples.

Seth sighed. "He only uses his 'attacks' on me when he's mad at me, well I wouldn't call it attacks, but I'm not sure what to call them, paralyzingly methods maybe. I'm not sure why it hurt you too though..."

"Well, me either, but that hurt like a bitch," I groaned.

"I-I know, I'm sorry," he shook his head, looking away.

"What hurt like a bitch?" Carter and Andy both yelled out. I turned to Andy slowly and rested my head on his shoulder.

"Alex is here," I whispered to them.

"How do you know?" Andy asked, giving me a confused face.

"Because I saw him!" I said, giving him that 'duh!' voice. He rolled his eyes.

"Well, isn't it fine as long as we don't see him again?" Carter asked, cocking his head to the side and rubbing Seth's hand.

"I guess," Seth mumbled, looking around. And with that we began ordering. Once the chick came around again, of course.