Moonlight Rise

Chapter Two

"Beautiful voice darling."

That's what he said to me, but I was barely in focus from taking in his physique.

The guy is breath taking!

He's probably about six foot five, with the most beautiful, sculpted face, and is very built body. Like literally, he looks like he's about pop out of that blue shirt, that makes him look so sexy.

What?

What.

WHAT!?!?

I can"t believe that I just said that! I never ever think like that, let alone say anything like that!

Oh hell!

"Darling?" He speaks again, taking me out of my insane thoughts.

Oh shittles, what am I supposed to say now? Maybe if I dont say anything, hell go away.

So I stay quiet, but then I look up at him. He is face amused, with a smirk to complete it.

A smirk to complete me.

STOP IT!!!

"May I please sit with you?" He asks me, in his husky voice. Should I let him sit next to me? I mean, I haven't had anyone willing want to be around me since I met Renesmee. It would be nice to have another friend, so when ever Nessie is gone, I can hang out him.

I quickly nod my head and scooch myself over little, to give him some room. It was actually a waste of movement, because once he sat down, are hips were basically touching each other. His arm brushes against mine and I immediately feel electricity surge through me body.

What is happening to me? Why am I feeling like this?

"So what are you up to darling?' He asks me. As much as I want him to be my friend, talking to new people gives me so much anxiety. But for some reason, he makes me feel a little calmer, but I dont want to tell him the Im writing a story about werewolves. He'll think Im weird and will run for the hills.

So I quickly shake my head.

He raises his eyebrow, indicating that he does not believe me.

"Are you sure, because to me, it looks like you were writing something." Before I can stop him, he snatches my computer out of my lap and starts going through it.

OK so I know I'm all quiet and reserved, but don't EVER TOUCH MY SHĺT.

"HEY GIVE THAT BACK!"  I get up on my knees and try to reach for my laptop, but of course with him being bigger than me, I fail.

Curse my small physique.

"So you like werewolves, huh  sweetheart?" He asks me. I gave up on trying to retrieve my computer, so I just sit back on my ankles, blushing the little names he keeps giving me.

 How can a guy that I literally met two minutes ago do this to me!?

"Sweetheart?" He calls out to me, taking me out of my train of thought. I had completely forgotten about what he had asked me.

Well here comes the embarrassment.

"Uh yeah. I-I really do." I brace myself for the taught and teasing Im about to get.

"Thats really nice". I quickly snap my head up and stare at him. Disgust or annoyance is not on his face as I expected.  I can see a gleam look in his bright, sparkling, blue eyes, amusement in his face.