Blinded

Chapter 4-Oh no he didn't!

This chapter is my favorite one so far! 

-happy reading!

Ainsley P.O.V

We were still staring at each other with so much tenderness in the same position when suddenly Helen cleared her throat. If she had not done that, I doubt I would have noticed she was still there. I heard him groan in disapproval at his mom clearly bothered that Helen interrupted our moment. Then he pulled me up on my own two feet moving me away from the spilled lemonade and turned to face Helen, but left his left hand remained on my waist. They say that once you touch your mate is hard to keep hands off. And apparently it's true.

I was just standing there blushing when he talked and damn did my body tingle when I heard his masculine voice. "Umm Mom? Would you mind...?" he motioned his head to me. Trying to hint at her.

Helen just stood there looking between us with a confused look on her face. "What? But I... Oh! Oh! Oh! You mean..? She's....?" she motioned her hands at both of us. Bryan just slapped a hand to his forehead. "You know what, I'm going to go check on Adeline she's probably going to wake up soon, and I mean of course she's not going to wake up right now. She has to rest uhhhh..... Right I'm going." She finished saying as she got the irritated look Bryan gave her. And with that she walked out of the kitchen. And left us. Alone. By ourselves. In the kitchen. Control yourself woman! Right. I'm okay.

As soon as she walked that threshold Bryan resumed our position with his hands low on my waist only this time both of us completely standing up. I started feeling something I never have before just melting me by that love looked face. My heart fluttered by the way he was looking at me with so much tenderness and love.

I don't know when, but my eyes suddenly started moving from his beautiful hazel eyes, to that strong jaw, and high cheek bones followed by me taking him in full on. I checked him head to toe. He was tall about 6'3 he had dark brown hair in a messy style that made him look all that more sexy.

Then my eyes slowly went making their way back to his eyes only to find him smirking which made my wolf howl in lust. "See something you like?" he said grinning. Cocky little fellow, hey? Only not so little.

Flushing I quickly looked down to my feet smiling in embarrassment. I was checking him out and he knew it. I made a mental note to not add to his ego. I had a feeling he didn't need any more. I was deep in thought when I felt one of his arms leave my waist and I almost whimpered at the thought of not having his touch; when I felt his hand come under my chin and tilted my head towards his. Our eyes were completely aligned. "Don't be shy." He said softly. "You can look all you want. I don't mind." He said looking into my eyes as if his life depended on it.

I chuckled. Wow, he really needed to bring his ego down a notch. "What makes you think I want to look at you?" I teased.

"Ouch." He said pretending to be hurt. "Feisty, aren't you?"

"So they say." I said feeling my cheeks warm up.

"What's your name?"

"Ainsley S-sherwood." I stuttered closing my eyes as I felt him rubbing small circles on my waist. I cursed myself for letting him have that effect on me.

He smiled satisfied of the response he had of me. "That's a beautiful name Ainsley. My name's Bryan and I am alpha of the RedWood pack." He said with pride swelling in his eyes. Tell me why I loved the way my name rolled on his tongue. And man did my wolf reacted when he said he was the alpha.

My right leg was getting tired of having my weight on it so I shifted it to my left causing Helens shot sweater moving up just one or two centimeters higher. Oh boy did Bryan notice. His eyes snapped to my exposed legs and once again, his eyes roamed my body as he visibly gulped hard. "You know, you really should get changed Ainsley. We don't want any ummm... events." He looked at my confused face. He didn't want to see me? "I mean I do want one of those 'events' don't get me wrong, I mean, not events... umm I just don't want t-to r-rush you." He looked down embarrassed of the choice of his words.