ssa's

heart was once again beating erratically. I was sure by this point I could drop from a heart attack by all the e

in

s to who was texting so late. My breath caught in my thr

I tried. I could not believe that she would give some random man my home address. A man that had committed murder and now was standi

into bliss as I turned around to find

was still locked and back to his still figure. I noticed the sliding balcony

internally with himself. Taking a step back, I heard the low growl

tle. As if he was giving me an order and begging me at the same time. The sane part of

upon its lush cushions. What in the hell am I doing? The question slipped through my mind, and I could not stop

It sent a sense of security into my soul, making me a tad more comfortable in his presence. Thi

re of protein every day, and the thought of running my fingers across them sent a smile to my lips. It was his eyes that captivated me,

Antonio had neither. He was clean-cut with a small amount of length on top. Almost, like he had spent time in the military and had l

ng the water that laid still on his skin. My eyes widened as I got to take in his form. Sweet baby Jesus. This ma

m my gaze, and I could not help b

h that made me melt on

you are here? To kill me?" He growled again at my question. I wonde

sing a brow. Answers would be nice to have right now, considering my level of absolute

s drugs to kids, and that is not something I will tolerate. People who hurt children should be met with the death sentence, in my opinion.

but you ran." His eyes cast down as i

lame me?"

f a gruesome scene before them. At least any human

t thing I had ever seen-- how I wanted to taste his lips against mine. The thought had me clenc

head. His lips mere inches away from mine. "What did I tell you about controlling y

rashing upon my own. A moan rushed from my very core, and he growled again at my response. The taste

d me up, grabbing my a** firmly. The slight pain from his grip left a shot of excitement running

Antonio tilted his head as if pondering my question before setting me down on a

his world?" His words left me speechle

. they were like claws. How is that normal?" Antonio laughed at my state

ys. Antonio was not human. How was he not human? If he was not human, then what the h*ll wa

wasn't human. That was impossible; of course, I was human. Shaking my

e." Those words I had read so many times in the books I had edited. Werewolves were not t

id-sentence, my hand raised to

tion. However, what I do not understand is how much you have read to believe the things you are saying.

off the barstool and step away from him, "If you know so much,

t isn't genetically possible to happen!" My voice carried frustration at the strange man in fr

a common ground, and I will prove that neither of us is

ghtened; let us say that it is the fantasy writer in me, but seriously? Letting my eyes scan over his deliciou

ickly kissing my cheek, "tomorrow then, gorgeous.

umors swirling like a tornado in my mind. The shock settling in so much I didn't even

knew more than she was letting on. 'Your a** better be at my house by 8 a

my phone sent a

a lot of coffee for c