I'm yours?

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Picture of Jason is on the side->>>>> Enjoy!

“Ok. What do you need to talk about?” I asked.

 He stared at me for a moment, “I think you know exactly what WE need to talk about,” he paused and leaned in closer, “Mate.” he whispered huskily in my ear, causing a satisfying shiver to run down my spine. At that, I quickly diverted my eyes to my hands, which were placed in my lap.

 

My wolf wanted to jump him then and there. I had to use all of my strength to control her while on the other hand, holding in a moan that so desperately wanted to come out. He must have noticed because when I looked up, he had a sexy smirk playing on his lips. Not to mention he was extremely close.

 

Close as in, if I were to move a couple of inches, our lips would touch. ‘Hmm, I wonder if they’re as soft as they look?’ I thought to myself. Hold on! Pump the brakes! What the hell did I just say, I mean think?! That brought me back to realization.

 

“What?” I asked him, while scooting away from him slightly to get space between us. But I guess that didn’t please him too much, considering the fact that he growled lowly and pulled me back to him. I glared at him and crossed my arms over my chest like a child would do.

 

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, mate.” He said in a low, strained voice while looking down.  I followed his eyes and found that he was staring at my, chest area. The reason being that when I was throwing my little tantrum and crossed my arms over my chest, that caused my breasts to perk up a little out of my tank top giving him a great view of them.

 

My eyes snapped to his, noticing he was already staring at me, and widened. I quickly unfolded my arms and struggled pulling my tank top over my exposed girls.

 

I knew that my cheeks were unbelievably red. “Sorry.” I mumbled quickly and focused my eyes on my hands once again. Well, there goes all of my confidence out of the window. I felt a hand lightly grab my chin and lift it up. I was met with soft sky blue orbs. “Don’t apologize. You don’t ever have to be embarrassed or uncomfortable around me. Ever.” He says in a soft yet stern voice.

 

I just stare at him for a moment admiring him. Jason has long but not too long dark brown hair that stops just above his shoulders. Oh how I would love to run my fingers through those nice soft chocolatey curls. His eyes are sky blue of course. He has a nice defined jaw line with light stubble in his mustache and beard. Now I’ve never seen his body, but you can most certainly tell, that he is VERY fit. If you know what I mean. And while looking into his eyes, I realized how close we were and escaped out of his hold.

 

“So…...we’re mates.” I say in an awkward way trying to look anywhere but him. ‘Dammit Candise! That’s a great way to change the subject! Why don’t you tell him the grass is green while we’re stating the obvious.’ I yelled at myself mentally.

 

When I looked at him, I saw a flash of some kind of emotion but he quickly masked it and chuckled saying, “Yeah. It seems we are.” We fell quiet for a moment with me looking at my hands and him looking at me. Why is he always looking at me?!  “What’s your name?” he interrupts my thoughts.