Chapter 3

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Arianna

The three of us laid on my bed a little longer, but I knew I couldn’t hide in here forever. My mom would surely miss my presence being she couldn’t sing my praises to any of the young males outside. Then there was the big announcement my dad had informed Adam about earlier.

I sat up, my friends doing the same, and decided it was time to head back out. Casey and Adam watched silently as I stood and walked to my dresser mirror. I smoothed out my dress and fixed a few wayward strands of hair.

“So, does this mean we’re heading back out?” Adam asked.

I looked at his reflection in my mirror from where he sat on my bed and nodded, “Yeah, or my mom will come looking for me, and I don‘t want that.”

Casey jumped up, joining me by the mirror to fix her dress as well, though she looked just as perfect as ever. “Alright, let’s get this party started again! I barely got a chance to eye rape those sexy males out there since we found yours.”

Hearing him mentioned again did funny things to my insides. I began thinking of his gorgeous eyes, and sexy lips, the way his scent lingered in my nostrils.

NO!

I wasn’t supposed to be thinking those things. Not if I intended to resist him. I needed to remember the blonde that hung all over him, because there were many more where she came from, there would always be.

Unaware of my internal debate, Adam responded to Casey’s statement with a snort, “Eye rape, as if that’s all you’d do. The minute you see some poor unsuspecting fool walk past you, giving you the look and a wink, you’ve got more than your eyes on him. If you weren’t my best friends best friend, I might just go so far as to say you’re a….”

“ADAM!” I shouted turning from my reflection to stare at him disapprovingly.

“A what?” Casey asked, hands on her hips and fire in her eyes.

I gave Adam a silent warning. I loved the boy to pieces, but if he said something nasty to hurt Casey, I just might do my best to break his jaw.

He shot me an innocent look, “What? I was going to say tease, cause she gets those guys all fired up but doesn’t always follow through. Damn, do you always have to think to the worst of what I’m about to say?”

Casey and I both exchanged a look before answering together, “Yes!”

Adam looked at us in mock offense, “I can’t believe my best friend feels that way, I always say the nicest things.”

Casey snorted, “The boy's delusional."

I looked at Adam trying his best to put on his ‘good boy’ act and couldn‘t help but laugh. Any one who knew Adam, knew he was anything but a ‘good boy’. Hell, if these were the times of Counts and Dukes, Adam would be known as the worst kind of Rake there was.

“Good one, Adam. Keep telling yourself that, maybe one of these days someone will believe it.” I joked, happy that this ridiculous exchange was able to take my mind off of the tall, sexy wolf mate out there

“Yeah, yeah. So, ready to head back?” he asked.

“I am.” Casey replied, quickly getting over Adam’s earlier dig, being it was true. We all knew she wasn’t innocent, she’s been with her fair share of guys, but she did have standards and if after having a make out session with a guy, it left her feeling ‘blah’ about it, then the poor fool wouldn’t make the cut, and get cut off just like that. Not one of the best things about her, but I loved her anyway.

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