True to the Fang

Tobias Parker is the only name you'll ever need to remember.

And remember it, I did.

For all you dirty minded people, no, that's not what I meant. At least, not yet.

He knew secrets about me that even myself didnt know.

To know Tobias was one thing, but to fall in love with him? That's another.

I didn't want to fall in love with Tobias. Trust me, I didn't.

But if you'd see a tall, blonde, muscular guy standing in front of you at a frat party, glaring you down in the middle of beer pong, you'd probably find him attractive too.

No? Just me? Oh, well, that night at that party, I did.

Did I admit it? Nope.

But I did.

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"Tell me you're jealous and I will." He snaps.

"Fine! Yes, it does. Now will you shut up?" I groan.

He smiles, "That's what I thought." He comes closer to me, I back up, hitting the wall.

He leans down, looking like he's going to kiss me, but doesn't. He leans in, next to my ear and whispers, "She's not the one I want to bend over." He pauses.

"You are." He says, huskily in my ear.