New Beginnings

Chapter 22

“I’m already worked up thanks to your lap dance do you really want to push me.” He growls quietly in my ear his breath causing goose bumps to spread across my skin. His head drops lower and he kisses the spot below my ear, it is nothing more than a feather light touch but it leaves my skin burning, his head continues to move lower and lower down the side of my neck as he trails kisses, my neck arches and I gasp as he stops at the spot at the hollow of my neck where it connects to my shoulder. It’s the spot where a male would sink in his teeth to claim his female. He runs his teeth along my collar bone and a moan escapes my lips. Then it’s over and he takes a step back and embarrassingly enough I whimper at the sudden distance between us. Staring into his eyes the mischievous, triumphant sparkle has me narrowing my eyes into a death stare.

“You did that on purpose.” I conclude.

“That was payback, maybe next time you wont joke about other guys.” He states, he is trying to be serious but I detect the sudden hoarseness within his voice and can tell that his little display affected him too.

Two can play at this game.

I compose my features and give Dylan my best puppy dog eyes and will the tears to build, I quiver my lip and look into his eyes, taking a step back a tear escapes and trails down my cheek. His face changes from smug to concern in an instant and I have to really control myself so I don’t break character. I take a step away from him.

“You… you used me for you own fun.” I say between sobs. “I thought you were different but… but… you’re just like every other guy. You just want to get in my pants.” I say through my now fast flowing fake tears. He doesn’t seem to know what to do, but takes a step forwards and extends his arms as if to pull me into an embrace but I’m too quick and I turn on my heel and sprint off in the direction the pack have gone. He gains on me quickly but I just plough ahead following my nose and run straight into the arms of a naked Drake, who looks at me and then at Dylan and pushes me behind him.

Neither guy seems happy, Drake because he can see I’ve been crying and Dylan because I’m in close contact with another guy… a naked guy no less.

“What the fuck have you done to her now? I knew her giving you a second chance was a mistake but nobody listens to me.” He says laughing humourlessly.

“I think that might be because you hit her, or have you conveniently forgotten that?” Dylan returns. Okay, I think maybe I have let this go on to long.

“It’s okay Drake.” I reassure him. “I was just messing with him.” I say with a grin and a wink.

“You played me?” Dylan says his jaw dropping open.

“Yep. That’s what you get when you mess with me boy! I don’t recommend it.” I shout in triumph.

“And I fell for it.” He continues, still confused as to what just happened.

Drake relaxes again and laughs along. “Don’t take it too hard Dylan, she’s gotten us all with her crocodile tears at some point. Now Bells if you don’t mind can I have my trousers?”

I look around our camping area and choose a location for my tent. I grab my rucksack and throw my tent bag at Dylan.

“Dylan, pretty please will you set my tent up for me?” I ask in my sweetest tone. He grumbles something about “Women”, “Mood swings” and “can’t be trusted.” But sets to work to a chorus of “whipped” from the other guys. Ignoring them all I throw a pair of trousers in the general direction of Trey and Dom whilst my stomach awakens and growls to life.

“Guy’s what are we doing about food?” I ask.

“Well you and some others, I’m betting lover boy, will stay to start a fire whilst the rest of us go out to catch something.” Responds one of the twins dryly. “Since were have been moving all day we’re all going to eat in human form, with you. I think we deserve a hot meal.” I nod my head.