In love with a Lycan ON HOLD FOR NOW

Chapter 14

KENNA

Stepping into the house after being drowned by rain, I left the door open and waited for Adrian to come in.

I walked into the kitchen and waited while he came into the house with a few bags. I watched his every move as he returned to the door for the remaining bags. It made me wonder what the hell he had gotten from the store. It looked like the entire store.

With relief, I placed everything away in the cupboards when I heard the door slam. I looked up to see Adrian, finally back, placing the last load of bags on the ground. He had also brought a small bag, which wasn't mine.

I looked at him, watching him straighten up. The rain had soaked his clothes right through, which made me notice his eight-pack abs on display.

Fuck, he was buff.

My mouth went dry as I stared at him. My eyes moved lower, and I noticed an enormous bulge, too, which made me wonder what he had in there—a phone or something, but my imagination was running wild.

Adrian cleared his throat, which made me look toward his face, and a flush spread across my face. His smirk made me realize he watched me eye fuck him.

Looking away, I quickly picked something out of one of the bags and placed it in the cupboards when I heard him move.

I thought nothing of it until I felt his hand touch my waist, which caused some tingles to erupt through me. I let out a shriek when he turned me around till I was facing his hard chest.

Looking up, I gulped as I looked into his eyes. They were dark, not like his usual color.

"Adrian," I whispered, which made him close his eyes for a moment and open them to reveal his eyes to me.

They searched mine until he moved closer till he was close enough I could smell his cologne, driving me nuts.

"Please don't look like that at me again," he murmured, his eyes on mine. "I can't be responsible for my actions."

I gulped, wondering what the hell he was on about.

His closeness to me ignited my whole body. My core tingled, wanting him to hold me. Hell, even devour me.

I was going to hell; he was making me lose my mind, and I didn't even know the man all too well.

Clearing my throat, I tried to move from his grasp, but he held on tighter. "Adrain," I whispered, not liking how he made me feel. I liked it all too much, but this was not what I needed now. "Let me go."

Adrian stared at me for a moment before his hand left my waist.

Thinking on the spot, I needed him to go away. I needed to get my damn mind, body, and pussy under control before he was anywhere near me again.

"Why don't you go in the shower?" I blurted. "You don't want to get a cold."

I knew I was using his words against him as he told me in the car. I would have had a shower when I came in, but I didn't mind. I could have one after.

Adrian looked at me briefly and stepped back, making me miss his touch. But that part, I would not admit that to him, not yet.

"I think I will help you—" he said, but I shook my head, which cut him off.

My eyes stayed on his face, not wanting to look down even though I was so tempted.

"Shower," I said, moving my head to the side. "I can make some food and put all this away. Once you get out, we can have food, and then I will go in."

"Once I am done," I said, looking toward the bags of food he had brought for me. "We can watch a film or do something."

My eyes fluttered back to him. His lips curled up slightly, and he moved closer to me. "Do I make you feel nervous, sweetheart?"

My cheeks flushed again, and I looked away. But his hand moved, and his finger went to my chin, lifting my face until I looked back at him again.

His eyes search mine before he speaks. "Never look away from me," he whispered. "I want to see those pretty eyes on me."

Hot damn, this man had a way with words and also my pussy.

Fuck, he needed to get in the shower. Knowing that when it was my turn, I was having a damn cold one. There was no way in hell I was going to manage a night or more with him in here, not when I might even jump his bones.

Shaking all the slutty thoughts that were raging in my head about what I wanted to do with my hot neighbor, I was about to speak when my train of thought was gone when a loud bang and rumble came from outside. The storm was now in full swing, and it was getting worse.

Jumping slightly, I moved back and looked at Adrain.

"Go in the shower," I muttered. "I will get food started."

Turning away from him felt harsh, but I needed time. I have never felt like this toward a man since I lived there. I was a fool to believe he wanted me then; I'm a fool to believe that Adrain wanted me. His words may have been there and told me exactly what he wanted, but my heart had trouble thinking it was all real. I couldn't risk it now that I had found a place I loved.

I got back to unpacking the bags.

Adrian was still close by, and I felt his eyes on me until I heard a sigh. He walked away until I heard his footsteps. I stopped what I was doing and held my breath. I held the bunch of bananas till I heard the door close.

Letting the breath go, I unpacked, but my mind was racing over what had just happened between us. That couldn't happen again.

Once all the bags were done, I grabbed all the ingredients I needed to make burgers. I like to make them from scratch. So, I made sure all the ingredients were out.

But before I got started, I moved away from the kitchen and changed out of my wet clothes. I needed to be warmer and in something comfy.

Walking past the bathroom, I could hear the water running, which made me stop. I don't know what possessed me. I listened in to see if he was showering.

I pressed my ear to the door when I heard a moan from the shower.

My eyes widened, and I listened in more, only to hear more moaning.

Fuck, it sounded hot, but also, I knew I shouldn't be hearing any of this. I needed to go into my room to get changed and make food.

Deciding it was best to move, I heard a loud moan and a name come from his mouth. My eyes widened when I realized it was my name I had heard.

"Kenna," he groaned.

Fuck, what was he thinking about?

Shaking my head, I bolted from where I was and went straight into my bedroom. Slamming the door behind him, I leaned against the door for support while placing my hand over my heart.

Did Adrian make himself come by thinking of me?

There was so much running around in my head that I didn't realize I slid down and sat on the floor, staring ahead.

Fuck, this wasn't going to be easy after all.

How was I supposed to be around him now, knowing what he was doing in the bathroom?