“I think its time we talked about a few things.” His voice has that husky edge to it that I like so much.
“Ok, um could you maybe find out if anyone has any clothes I could wear, or where mine are first please?” I ask him and a small smirk appears on his face. It’s that look that has girls falling all over him.
“No.” His answer is simple and to the point.
“Ok fine I’ll go and find someone myself” I say it a little more harshly than I meant to, but really it wasn’t that much of a big thing to ask of him. I walk over to him expecting him to move from the doorway. His eyes never leave me as I walk across the room.
“No” he says again and as I reach around him to the door handle, he slides his arm around my waist and turns me so that my back is held securely to his broad chest.
I can feel my heart beat speed up.
“Why?” I ask quietly.
He leans his head down and pushes his face into my neck. He places a few kisses there and then makes his way to my ear to whisper his answer.
“I like you wearing my clothes....”
Chapter Nineteen
Proof
His lips are that close to my ear that they are brushing against it sending those delicious sparks all through my body. However it’s not only the sparks that have me freezing. Its what he said.
“I like you wearing my clothes, it calms me and my wolf side.”
wolf side?...
“It calms your what now?” I ask but he doesn’t answer me just starts to trail kisses down my neck.
“Logan?” I whisper while also angling my head to give him better access.
“Hmm” he murmurs in reply without breaking contact with my skin.
“You said... you said you wanted to talk?”
“I do,” he says as he turns me gently so my back is now pressed up against the door. He takes my face in both his hands so I have no choice but to look in his eyes. There is no mistaking it now, they are golden. It’s not a trick of the light or distance or my mind imagining things his eyes are like pure gold.
“You are mine Alexia, and I don’t care who knows it. In fact I want everyone to know it.” There is no hesitation in his voice, he means what he says. I just don’t understand what he is saying.
“You keep saying that Logan but I don’t know what you mean by it. What do you want from me?” I ask quietly.
“I don’t want anything from you Alexia. I just want you...I’m not what you think I am Alexia. I’m dangerous and deadly and I’m probably the biggest thing that you should stay away from. But I tried. I really did try to stay away from you. But you... you lure me in. It’s like I’m an addict and you are the drug that I so desperately crave. I have to be near you. To be able to hold you and touch you. Talk to you. I can't stand it when another guy even looks at you.” He hasn’t once taken his golden eyes from me, like they are magnetized together with mine, and just what am I meant to say to him now?
I can feel my heart beating hard. I’m sure he can feel the vibrations from it. I don’t know what to say. I’m truly speechless.
“Logan I...why do your eyes? Why...” I start but he silences me by leaning in a little bit closer.
“Do you really want to know my secrets Alexia?”
I just nod my head without breaking eye contact, grateful that he has a hold of me, because when he said my name my legs almost gave out on me.
“I am a werewolf...and you’re my mate. You belong to me and I to you.” He takes a small step forward removing any of the space that was left between us.
“W-what?” I stutter, he’s crazy. I am in the arms of a very hot but crazy man. But somewhere in the back of my mind there’s a part of me wondering if maybe he isn’t crazy. What if he’s telling the truth?
“You are mine Alexia,” he says confidently.
“You’re a what?” I ask him, trying to search his face for the evidence of lies that’s sure to be there. I mean there has to be some. It can’t be true. Werewolves aren’t real; they are just some made up story.
Aren’t they?
“I’m a werewolf. I’m the person whom the moon goddess has destined you to be with.” I don’t know what to say. So I don’t say anything. I mean what does a person say when they are told this kind of thing.
