Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
That's all I can say to describe the shit I just got myself into. I just called an insanely hot guy an angel. I cannot come back from this.
As I hold an ice bag to my head and contemplate suicide, Karma giggles and whispers into my ear, "Your angel's name is Henry by the way."
I slowly growl, "I didn't mean to say that okay? I was delusional from the impact." I heard a laugh coming from behind me.
"You keep telling yourself that, I'm Henry by they way, but you probably already knew that," sticking his massive hand out to shake.
"Yeah, Karma just told me. Thanks for saving my life over there." I shake his hand but he has a surprised look on his face and looks right at Karma. Did I miss something? "Okay, well, since I don't wanna be in between this awkwardness, I'm gonna go up on the bow." But as I was walking away, I felt a pair of eyes follow my every step.
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"What do you mean she has no clue who I am?" I frustratingly run my fingers through my hair.
"Look, I didn't think you wanted me to bring a fangirl. I just brought someone you could be normal with. I thought you would like it?" I sigh, I guess it is new and refreshing from most girls. But how do I act? I've only ever been Henry of Kent. "Just act how you are around me and Ty, you'll be fine." As she exists from the cabin she pats my back, "Just don't fuck it up."
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As I feel the sun start to pierce through the dark clouds, I start removing my top until I feel a pair of eyes on my body. I turn and see Henry with no shirt on.
He smiles, "Can I sit with you?" I nod not knowing what to say after my angel incident. "You don't have to act weird with me." I smile lightly.
"I know you're just a normal guy, I'm just embarrassed from the incident back there." Just a normal guy my ass, he's hot as hell.
"You don't need to be. It's not everyday a guy like me gets called an angel." He smiles showing his dimples, holy shit. I took him in, his body was amazing. I don't understand how he couldn't be an angel?
"Why not?"
"You'll see soon enough," he whispers just enough so I can hear and winks.
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Lustfully Yours (18+ Mature)
RomanceThere wasn't a word to describe this feeling of desire in my body. Not one scene, but what I could tell you it was purely animalistic. The way I felt his presence when he was around, his eyes on my body, I was glued to him, craved him. What we have...
