Chapter 11.

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Chapter 11

The next few days were completely awkward. And I mean awkward.  You could literally feel the tension radiating from me and Grayson whenever we were in the same room and the anger fuming from Leo, Jake and Mat towards Grayson, it was starting to become scary. They would just ignore him and shoot daggers at him when he moved, I kinda’ felt sorry for him. I know he hurt me and all but he didn’t want to. Well, I hope not at least. No, his wolf just wanted to. Great, a really strong wolf inside of a really strong guy might want to kill me. Oh and I have slept in the same bed, kissed and sort of have feelings for said boy. Yippee!

I soon found out that the other guy from earlier on was called Max; he was about 2 years older than me and about a foot taller. He was a giant, like a 6 ft 2 giant. Okay maybe not giant but to my average 5’6 and a half!! He was a giant. End of. He always wore his hair ruffled and wore ripped denim jeans, with either a black or white plain t-shirt. He was fit! Max’s eyes were a scary pale blue and his mouth was just snogable! He was really flirty but in a friendly kinda way and always liked to ruffle my hair, I think he sees me as like a sister. Dammit! I’d tap that.

The straight fit ones are always annoying, the straight ugly ones are always funny and the gay ones are always fit and funny! But the most annoying is that the straight fit and funny ones never fancy you! Oh how unfair life is!

I was sitting in the kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil; I was desperate for a cup of tea. You see, as most people have a caffeine problem whereas I love love love love sweet things that aren’t too sickly and also savoury foods; especially chips and crisps. That is why when the kettle had boiled and I’d made my cup of tea I put in 4 and a half teaspoons full of sugar. Mmm, sugary.

The house was eerily silent so I’m guessing that the guys must still be asleep seeing as it was 5 in the morning. Okay! Okay! I couldn’t sleep! Before all you people start calling me weird. Today was the day we would actually start working on the farm. I was really worried the guys would give me the girly jobs like feeding the chickens, ugh, or letting the horses out.

I loved animals, well except for sheep and chickens. Sheep scare me with their little beady eyes and I hate chickens because about 3 of them chased me when I was younger.

Horses are my favourite animal, ironically beating wolves. I have rode horses since I was 5. I used to own a bay mare named Bonny, Bonny was gorgeous. I loved her long black mane and her brown fluffy coat. I still have a picture of me standing by her from when I was little. I remember putting my baseball cap on her head so one ear went through the back, she looked really grumpy but I was grinning happily with my arms wrapped tight around her and buried my head in her soft neck. I loved Bonny with my whole heart but we had to sell her because she was getting too small for me. I cried all the way home after we had just taken her to her new owner. A little part of me died that day.

 My dad knew I loved Bonny and that she was my best-friend. We had lots of money, I wanted to keep her at the stables and loan her to some other little girl to ride. I would have been so happy just to keep Bonny and brush her and give her all my love but my Dad just sold her to one of his friend’s daughters. I was 12 at the time and from then on I have felt a burning hate towards my father. I will never forgive him for selling my best-friend.

I wiped away a stray tear that had run loose from my eyes at the thought of Bonny. Making my back straight I headed back up to my room to drink my tea in bed and get dressed for the day ahead.

I had just finished my drink and was searching for clothes in my wardrobe someone knocked on my door.

“Come in!” I shouted from inside my wardrobe. This thing was huge! How I’m going to get out I’ve got no idea. Satin covered the floor and cotton was everywhere.

“Lex?” I heard Max’s deep voice shout from inside my room.

“In the wardrobe!” I heard rustling behind me as Max fought his way through the bars of clothes and shoes. “Jesus! How many clothes do you need woman?!” Max swore before falling through the clothes right in front of me. Unlucky for me though, I didn’t realize how close until he had taken me down with him. I was flat on my back with my hands wrapped around his back and my legs spread out with Max fitting snug in between them. He had one hand on either side of my head and his chest pressing into mine so my head was pressed into his neck. I know this sounds bad but what made it the most awkward was because Max was shirtless and my new ‘Everyone is entitled to their own opinion. It’s just yours is stupid.’ long t-shirt had decided it wanted to rise up above my thighs and my boxers had ‘enter here’ right... well... you can guess where it said it...

“Max, love, I have a headache not right now” I grinned up at him devilishly. His eyes were shining and held amusement.

“But honey you said that last night” He laughed at me and rubbed himself against me teasingly. I fake moaned and pulled him tighter trying not to laugh.

“Oh Max you’re amazing!” I shrieked in a fake high-pitched voice. Max could obviously see threw me easily as he smirked down at me.

“So other than coming to sexually harass me what else do you want?” I said in my normal voice as I fluttered me eyelashes at him trying to distract him from noticing my pants, or should I say lack of pants.

“Well pumpkin, I came to tell you that we start work in half an hour. Now what can we do for half an hour?” Max grinned down at me and raised his eyebrows up and down suggestively.

“Bugger off Max so I can get dressed then. I’ll be down in 20.”

With a grunt Max got off me but not before licking my cheek.

“Max! Ugh! I’m wet!” I shrieked before the slobber from my cheek.

“That’s what she said”

“Oh shut up disgusting boy” I threw a shoe at him.

Max easily dodged it and jogged out of the room but not before he shouted “Hurry up darling I’ll be waiting”

Grr, stupid boys.

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