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The title pretty much explains it ?❤❤❤?
~This is ◆◆◆BOOK 2◆◆◆, check out BOOK 1 first to understand
BOOK 2~
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Isaac Lahey
Liam Dunbar
Theo Raeken
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Brett Talbot
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~Sneaky Scarf~
"What...are...you...staring...at...,Stiles?" Isaac says impatiently, annoyed with the glares being sent his way. "Why are you wearing a scarf!?........I mean, seriously, it's like 90° out here! Why is he wearing a scarf?" He exclaims, looking towards anyone at the table who has an answer. I turned my head away from the others, blushing like crazy. I already knew exactly...what was under it. Isaac shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his hand locking with mine underneath the table.
"What's the scarf fo-" "Maybe it's none of your business or maybe I just like scarves!" He yells interrupting Stiles, his hand gripping mine. "Bull." Stiles smirked, Isaac raising his eyebrow, as Stiles leaned across the lunch table grabbing a hold of Isaac's scarf and tugging it off to reveal his hickey covered neck. Everyone fell silent as I hid my face in my hair, my face flushed bright red. Scott cleared his throat, signaling for Stiles to give it back. Stiles, very awkwardly, handed Isaac the scarf back, his face also flushed.
"Yo-you-uh-h, might wanna, put it back on." He suggested, stuttering like crazy. Looking around the table I see everyone with a smirk on their face, still silent. Isaac begins to put the grey scarf back on while avoiding everyone's stares. Stiles, back into his childish mood leans over the table with his hands under his chin and his elbows propped up on the table with a big grin upon his face.
"Soooooo Isaac, where's Y/N'S hickeys, huh?" Stiles says lovingly while everyone turns to look at my untouched neck. "Y/N has hickeys somewhere else." He states clearing his throat. With everyone still looking at me with cheeky grins I start to feel a little uncomfortable. "What! Ya'll aren't gonna see them." I said chuckling when the males upon the table pout and moan. I feel Isaac slip his hand back into mine, squeezing it a little, bringing my attention back to him. I turn my head to look at him and he captures my lips with his, his free hand sliding back and forth between my thigh, giving it a little pat before pulling away to breath. He leans into my ear giving it a quick peck, before tugging on it slightly with his teeth, making me moan softly. "You know, there are still other places that are covered up where I could put some hickeys on ...and it still be covered by your clothes." He whispered, smirking when my breath hitched in my throat, thinking of the fun activities for later.
