Lone Alpha

Part 1 - The Meeting

        She spotted him from across the crowded room. Jamie's college roommate had dragged her away from her studies, out to a club. They planted themselves at the bar when they first arrived, but after only ten minutes she was left alone as her friend was dragged away to dance with some guy. The bartender handed her a third drink, she swiveled on her stool to scan the crowd. Jamie was looking for her roommate, but instead her eyes found another pair. His eyes were not beautiful per say, but she could not look away. He had dark brown eyes, for a second when their eyes met; she could have sworn that they flashed red. Their eyes locked together, it was as if the rest of the world just went dark and the only light was on him crossing the room to meet her.

        Jamie finally tore her eyes away from his intense gaze to let them roam over the rest of his body. She noticed his furrowed brows, making him look eternally grumpy. Then her eyes traveled up to his perfectly styled hair that seemed to come straight from a photo shoot, she had the sudden urge to run her hands through it. That paired with his perfect stubble and amazingly sharp jaw, made him that much more intimidating... and hot. As he moved through the crowd towards her, his strong, muscular shoulders drew her eyes to them, then down his large biceps. Even with his leather jacket on, she could not help but notice how tight his shirt was over is chest and chiseled abs. Finally, her eyes landed on his hips, swaying slightly with his stride. She was broken away from her thoughts when she heard a gruff yet soothing voice.

      "I'm Derek" was all he said. She snapped her head up to meet his gaze once more, nearly falling off her bar stool in the process. She would have fallen onto the floor and made a complete fool out of herself had he not reached out a strong arm to catch her, slightly pulling her to him in the process. They were now chest to chest, his hands on her waist.

      "Whoa" She breathed staring in his eyes. After a moment, she realized that her hands were gripping his biceps. She blushed letting go, his touch sent sparks through her entire body, as if he could control the electricity in the room and was channeling it into her. Derek slowly removed his hands from her waist, taking a small step back. Jamie frowned slight as she felt the sparks recede and the heat from his body fade, leaving only a lingering blush on her cheeks.