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Dating In LondonMy hands were rubbing her lower back and her back arched unintentionally pressing herself closer to me. I felt my body come alive. My wolf was coming out agai, Dating In London. She got up and straddled me and kissed me harder. I groaned with the pleasure of it. My hands slid inside her shirt and as soon as I felt her smooth, warm skin, I was lost. “I got asked to the dance by the dude who isn’t so complicated” His eyes crinkle in protest.

“Mona, you don’t have to.” “Xavier?

” I ask inquisitively, casting a glance at our still interlocked hands. And then we make eye contact, his gaze scaring me with its intensity. I grabbed a few of the adult fiction books that had accidentally been placed on the children’s cart (Ha! Jenna could make mistakes, too!) and put them on the correct shelves before walking back to the front desk to grab the cart, which I needed to lug up the stairs.

Judging by her attitude, Jenna wasn’t going to help me drag the beast to the second floor—great.

“Nah, I think I will pass,” I smile, edging a little bit further away from him, trying to escape from the hot guy that is almost making me drool.

Ray follows me, a blur of motion until I am suddenly in his arms, unable to move. He is so close…

“ Freshey,” I muttered. He nodded his head, and had this hint of humor in his eyes. “ What’s so damn funny?” I spat. I hadn’t even realized until he spoke that I was dozing off against the door. “I feel like I’ve been ridden hard and put up wet.” I mumbled.

‘Oh, Hello Chris.

Closing the blinds and curtians won’t help you. – Mike’ She was standing up, peering out the window with this look on her face like she might swoo, Dating In London.

Her eyes were wide, and for a second I worried she was about to burst into tears. She slowly lifted a hand and placed it over her chest, her gaze fixed out the window. It was like a scene out of a Nicholas Sparks book. “True, and it’s not over yet,” Natasha giggled.

They began to dance faster as Feel It, by Three Six Mafia began to play. Natasha took this time to glance around the room. The house was filled with drunk, crazed teens. The party was held for the young teenagers in the pack. The adults had a separate formal party at the alpha’s house, while the younger kids were partying like crazed humans.

The smell of alcohol stung the air, and the loud thumping of the music was ridiculous on their sensitive ears. Young wolves were grinding, and dancing drunkenly to the music everywhere. Some were even dry humping one another. One word: Gross.

Dating In London