Caught in Spider's Web (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 5

A/N: I'm so sorry that it's been to loooooong since the last time I updated! I've been really busy and I rarely could find time to write. I'm sorry that this is quite short, but I think it's better to post a short chapter rather than not posting at all. Thank you thank you thank you for all of you who have left many sweet comments about my stories! It really means a lot to me, and it's my motivation to keep writing even in my tight schedule. I'm sorry I can't answer all of your comments. But believe me I read all of them, and each comment always puts a smile on my face.

This chapter is not proofread yet, so I'm sorry for any grammar mistakes.

I hope this chapter worth the wait.

Anders' penthouse -->

Blaine's POV

"Where are we going?"

This is probably the hundredth time I ask Anders the same question since I plopped got into his car. His sleek car that probably costs more than my university tuition.

"And I'm going to give you the same answer just like the last time you asked me this question. My apartment. I told you while you packed your things that you were going to live with me in my house for the next month while you become my mate," he answers with a sigh, but I can see warmth and fondness in his eyes even after I bug him for the countless time.

"Yeah I know, but you didn't tell me where exactly your home is. I want to know," I purposefully keep asking him, making him annoyed with my unrelenting questions. Who knows, maybe he'll realize that I'll make an awful nuisance and he'll break the deal.

"Don't you want to guess?" he asks as he makes a left turn. I have to admit that I've been secretly watching him driving from the corner of my eyes. He makes something so mundane like driving so fascinating. I can't help admiring how his forearm moves when he changes the gear. The fact that he's so strong that he can knocks me down with that forearm without breaking a sweat holds me in awe.

A completely straight awe, mind you.

I blush when I realize that I've been staring at his forearm like some sort of pervert. I quickly answer him while trying to act nonchalant, "No. Just tell me already where it is."

Anders chuckles softly, completely amused with my impatience. "I guess you'll talk my ear off if I don't give you the answer. So I'm just going to tell you now for the sake of us. It's in Tribeca."

Oh. It's in Tribeca.

Wait, what???

"What??? Tribeca? But we're far from New York! Do you want to drive all the way to New York? Because let me tell you, my ass would fall off if you do that." I retort hotly. Mate or not, I'm not going to spend hours of road trip with him.

"That's why we're actually driving to the airport right now. I don't want to make your ass fall off. Not when I know other much more pleasurable ways to make your ass numb," he smirks wolfishly like a pervert.

"Oh. Where are your drivers anyway? I thought you came to my hometown accompanied by hundreds of drivers and bodyguards," I quickly change the subject before it can go any further. Talking about sexual things with Anders makes my stomach stirs, and it makes me feel uneasy.

Anders darts a quick glance at my blushing face as if he knew that I intentionally change the subject. "I told them to go home, that I want some privacy when I'm with you."