Her Heart To Take

Oil And Water Don't Mix

As soon as our eyes meet, it's like something magical happens. It's the only way that I can describe it.

His eyes are so vivid and deep that it feels like I could get lost in them forever.

I knew I have always had a crush on Ashton, but what I feel right now is so much stronger.

"I'm so sorry," He apologizes as a small smile clings to his lips.

This is the first time I have been so close to him, or to even talk to him. It feels unreal, almost as if it's too good to be true and I'm dreaming.

"Come with me to the kitchen so I can get you cleaned up?" He asks, and I nod slowly.

He chuckles when he realizes that I am staring at him too much, and my face gets red from embarrassment.

He reaches for my hand and leads me through the crowd of party-goers. When we finally reach the kitchen, he does something that causes my breath to hitch.

He removes his shirt and places it under the faucet, wetting it slightly.

I can not stop staring at his body, he is breathtakingly hot.

"May I?" He asks for my permission to clean up my dress, but I gently disagree.

My emotions are all over the place right now, I don't know what I would do if he comes closer to me.

"No, let me," I reply to him softly, and he gives me his slightly drenched shirt as he shrugs.

The shirt smells just like him, amazingly good.

As I use his shirt to clean up my dress, he stares at me with a huge smile.

"What's your name?" He asks, his voice deep and manly.

A lot of other people are also in the kitchen but they all seem to be minding their business. There is even a girl puking on the floor a few feet away from us; just another typical party here in this town.

"Lara," I reply to him.

"Well, I'm Ashton Martins and it's a pleasure to meet you," He says as I hand him back his shirt. In the process, his hand light rubs against mine and I inhale sharply.

"I know who you are," I say to him shyly, causing him to raise his eyebrow in interest.

"Everybody knows you, you are an alpha. All the girls want to mate with you, and not just because you're an alpha," I add, and this time he laughs while his face gets flushed.

I like it when he laughs, it makes my heart dance in glee.

His jet black hair is gelled back sleekly, and his lips look as soft as a cloud. His jeans hang dangerously low on his waist and his abs bulge out subtly as we talk.

"I am going to say something to you, don't freak out, okay?" He steps closer to me and I try to keep my cool.

It is pretty hard to focus when my crush is standing shirtless right in front of me, and dare I say, even flirting.

Where is Tessa? I am going to kill her for leaving me alone, though I am not complaining.

"Um, sure..." I reply to him nervously as I run my hand through my hair. He stares at me as I do this and I watch him back.

"I think you're my mate," As soon as the words leave his mouth, my eyes widen.

Holy sh*t! Did I just hear what I think I heard?!

"Excuse me?" I try to get him to say it again and he looks happy to do so.

"Lara, I think you're my mate," He says as he reaches for my hand.