^Havana's house!^
[Chapter Two]
Oh my god. I can't believe it is them. What are they doing at my house? Are they lost? I probably look and smell disgusting with sweat dripping off my body, I thought about what I was wearing cringed. I probably look like such a slut as well as sweaty and disgusting!
I'm not ashamed of my body by any means because I worked so hard to get it where it is because I went through a long, and I do mean an extremely long, chubby phase during my adolescence but these guys are strangers and I don't want to give them a bad first impression. I probably look like such a weirdo just standing here staring at them, wide-eyed. I had to bite my lip so that my jaw wouldn't drop to the floor. Honestly these guys are so good looking I could cry. After an awkward moment of silence, I managed to pull myself together.
"Hi, how can I help you?" I asked them still breathing heavily. Even panting like a neanderthal I did my best to give them a cute dimpled grin. I'm sure it worked because I swear I heard something purr. All of the guys were staring at my abs which are a very lightly defined six that you can only see when I contract my stomach muscles. They continued to stare as I breathed in and out causing my abs to contract.
The hot blonde guy had me pinned against the wall of the front hall in my house so quickly I blinked and missed it. Oddly enough, having this stranger pressed against my body didn't scare me at all. It made me feel warm and safe. I shivered in pleasure.
"Mine." He breathed on my already tingling skin. Then he pressed his lips against mine. At first I was taken aback, but it just felt so good so I kissed back. I forgot how good kissing felt until right now, kissing this stranger. Then I realized exactly what is happening. I am kissing a complete stranger, a complete stranger is in my house kissing me and my will be gone for another hour or two. So I pulled away and wiped at my lips no matter how badly in didn't want to because the connection between us was so strong.
"What the hell was that?" I shouted. "I don't even know you."
The last boyfriend I had was a few months ago and he broke up with me because I wouldn't have sex with him. But I'm waiting for that special someone, you know? This strangers kiss felt different, like maybe he could be that special one. The kiss started out kind of hot and rough but then it faded into soft and respectful and sensual. It sent fire throughout my body. The blonde guy looked at me like I was crazy.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, why did you kiss me? I'm a stranger to you. I don't even know your name."
"My name is Sam Jennings ." He answered in a deep husky voice looking at my lips, making my (w)hormones freak the heck out. His voice sent an explosion of fiery tingles over my entire body. I though that I might attack him with kisses.
"Nice to meet you Sam. I'm Havana. In a normal situation I don't kiss strangers and I typically wait until after the end of the second date to let someone kiss me. Any time before then just seems like they want to get in my pants." I told him raising an eyebrow. Why would he kiss me if he wasn't trying to get in my pants.
"Hang on one second, I kissed you because I am your Mate and we are meant to be together, Not because I want to get in your pants. Don't get me wrong it's not that I don't want to because I do want to get in your pants at some point but... Wait, That came out really wrong." He looked embarrassed, "I just mean I want to be intimate with you when we are ready, as a couple." He nervously.
"What is a mate?" I asked. Who does this guy think he is?
"It's just shortened term for--" one of his friends cut him off. I totally forgot about his friends. Oops.
