Softer Novels & Stories

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the Dj suddenly changed the beat to slow and tense music. I don't know if it is the music or not but I can see the sudden change in his expression. it shifts from a goofy one to a serious one. It looks more intense than it has ever been. he begins to stare down at me and I wonder why the change in demeanour. I don't know why but I begin to feel butterflies in my stomach. I don't know why I suddenly begin to notice how attractive he is. not that I didn't notice earlier but his lips begin to look sexier as he stares down at me.

I'm more excited. ... (to be continued)

I cleared my throat when she answered and I heard a soft hello. Her voice was soft, it was like honey and I honestly could listen to her talk all day. The effect it had on me was actually startling. With the way Reine was behaving, I knew that she was just as attracted to me as I was to her. But she was holding back. And just like I had told her, I was not the type of person who forced myself on women. There had never been any need to.

I spoke softly. He turned to look at me now. Staring at me for the first time as if he were studying me, then his eyes closed. “Just…give me some time.” He opened his eyes and peered into mine before reaching up and wiping a tear I hadn’t known fell from my cheek. “I’ll try. I just need more time.” I nodded. I could give him time and space. That was something we both might need.

I kept my eyes on the monitor, my hands moving with surgical precision over the keyboard. ​He walked over. He didn't stop at the edge of the desk this time. He stepped into my alcove, invading the small space until I could smell the sharp, metallic scent of his stress. ​I didn't move. I clicked a button, adjusting the saturation of a sunset shot—a shot we had filmed together on the island, though now it was just "Stock Footage B-Roll" to the rest of the world. ​Luke reached out and pressed the "Stop" button on my control deck.

"You're telling me your bond is pushing you toward... what? Procreation?" Hawk didn't look away. "I want to mate him. Not mark him. Mate. The part of me that makes wolves keeps going, 'yes, now, please,' and the rest of me is like, 'buddy, biology says no.'"

"You're a coward! A piece of complete garbage! "Also, Andrew, we're not the same. The person I like isn't Ms. Johnson or whatever surname she may have. The person I like is Kaylee. Just Kaylee. If her name is Kaylee Johnson, then I like Kaylee Johnson. If her name is Kaylee Summerville, then I like Kaylee Summerville. It's that simple." "But Kaylee is not a virgi—" Spencer did not let him finish his sentence. Instead, he threw another hard punch right into his face.