"I guess we should finally pull apart so I can go back to work and you do whatever it is you do." I said as Mr.Badass decided to set me back on to the floor. I fixed my dress and attempted to fix my hair as well but having a seven foot beast blocking your path prevents that from happening.
Like really? I couldn't even take a glimpse of the mirror or the bench because he was that big.
"Mhmm maybe we should baby but I don't want to. I want to stay here and shove my tongue down your throat and grope you so I can hear more of your beautiful moans." He responded with a cocky smirk on his face. I blushed because he practically through what we did back in my face.
Still an asshole I see. Stupid horny jerkoff, I swear I hate you with a passion.
"You sure you hate me? 'Cause if I recall correctly, you practically begged for my attention twice." This motherflower keeps reading my mind and its seriously pissing me off. I glared at him with all the hatred I could muster while he just had an evil grin placed upon his rosy lips.
Those sinfully delicious lips that were so gentle yet filled with passion... those lips that had my core aching with need...
A laugh brought me out of my little flashback show, but it wasn't his usual cocky laugh as if he knew something I didn't, no this laugh was something else. It was gentle but it also demanded attention with that deep voice of his. This laugh sounded sincere, as if something actually amused him.
I couldn't stop myself from getting lost in his gorgeous appearance. He looked like a God, with his golden complexion and sandy brown hair with his Caribbean Sea water eyes. And those dimples appearing on his cheeks just directly under his cheek bones. One on each side of his beautiful lips. This man was specimen for sure, and he just made out with me.
For some reason, I felt pride and butterflies swell up in my stomach.
He was looking at me as if I was a little puppy that he just wanted to hold, and I didn't know if I wanted him to or not. I opened my mouth to say something but the restroom door busted open.
A guy who looked like he was Estaban's twin was the door entry. Same height, same masculine build, same dirty blonde hair, same gorgeous face. Only difference was mysterious man had green eyes while Estaban had hazel almost gold eyes.
No really, his eyes were like molten gold.
However, unknown hot police officer eyes were a moss green, stuck in between light green and yellow. As if they couldn't deny which color came out the dominant one so they blended together.
And if I do say so myself those eyes with that tan made me, and probably most of the female population, weak in the knees.
Again, Mr.Badass likes to read my thoughts because he immediately growled after I thought he was hot. What can I say, he and his brother were absolutely drool worth. And a girl was going to stare.
"No our not, you're only allowed to look at me and me only amica mea." He said as he yanked me by the waist and into his arms again. This time I growled, because I hated when he got touchy touchy likes this. Last time he did this I ended up in a cop car and taken to police station and almost devoured.
Not that I didn't enjoy the almost devour part.
Oh great, another one that can read minds. As soon as I thought that, Mr.Badass and Estaban's twin both laughed at me. I looked back and forth between them to see what was so funny but they just stared at each other with evil smirks on their faces. I didn't know if I should be quiet or scared.
So I decided to be loud and mean, they must not know who I am.
"Excuse me, what so funny? And what's with the evil knowing smirks you weirdos?" I sneered. I was tired of being left out the loop with Mr.Badass, and now another wants to join in on the fun?
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Imagine Dragons
RomanceDragons were always believed to exist millions of years ago or never believed to exist at all. At least , that's what Elena Cruz thought , until she actually encounters one. Who takes the form of a drop dead gorgeous police officer with a bad ass at...