Grinned And Bared It Novels & Stories

He said with a grin. TBC.

He grinned at me, cracking his knuckles in a bid to scare me. I rolled my eyes “Just so you know, you’re going down. Get ready to loose.” I say, getting on all fours

His grin was shark like and fierce, the smile of an apex predator. I tried to match his grin but my heart was still sinking.

Everything locked up. I grunted. I was baring my teeth, squeezing the arms of the chair I was in. Barry straightened. Shaw stood.

A sinister grin was etched on his black lips. ***

His expression unreadable, eyes boring into mine. “I liked hearing it.” Something in me cracked. The guarded part. The sarcastic, self-protective part I always wore like armor. I blinked fast, then muttered, “Okay... Well, now you’ve heard it. Don’t get cocky.” His lips curved again. “Too late.” I rolled my eyes. But I didn’t move away. And neither did he.

I said with a wide grin that revealed my dentures. "If we are not attacking his pack, then where are we attacking?

I added and it worked because a smile cracked his hard demeanor I gave him a sheepish grin and he just rolled his eyes at me. I sighed in relief as we drank our cappuccino in comfortable silence. I knew he wasn't really upset with me, it was just an act, however, I couldn't bear another silent attitude with Andre when I would certainly go home to one later. I would prefer to exhaust my mouth in talking and laughing ceaselessly with him here and go back home to sleep

I shot him a glare over my shoulder… only to see that damn grin. Grinning. GRINNING! For the first time. Well... damn. Who would’ve imagine? Even the devil knows how to smile.

A wicked grin spreads across his face. "We’ll see how this ends."