ch. 3 the bite

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gabriella's p.o.v

I was five drinks in and still all i could think about was the feeling of his rock hard chest over me. Wow not to mention the feeling i got when his lips brushed mine. i reached for my sixth drink and we both did the shot . Shit what did i get myself into . I look over at him as we did our 7th and he downs it as easily as if its water how am i suppose to win when he seems so utterly unaffected by the alcohol.He reaches over and grabs my hand.

" how about a compromise" he says " you agree to come home with me and we can stop right now "

I dont let him see how much haveing him hold my hand is affecting me

"dream on" and i reach for number 8

Damiens p.o.v

She reached for number 8 and downed it with obvious difficulty hmm silly girl agreeing to come home with a perfect stranger who knows who or what i could be. I mean although were's and vamps are the norm nowadays does she not sense the danger radiateing from my pores. Most humans felt it a mile away. . Oh well deals made . We reach for drink number 9 and i can tell she's wasted. I can tell because as she reached for her 9th drink she missed and her hand landed on my thigh.

"Now how did this get here" she ask's while squeezing my thigh

i could feel the bulge in my pants growing and i had to redirect her attention before she noticed it too

"ready for number 10 "

she suddenly jumps in my lap throwing me a little of kilter.

"Take me home she says

And i lift her cradel style and take her to my car

 short chapter but i want to find an editor before i post more

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