Riley
When I stand up from the table, butterflies fly in my chest, performing pirouettes as I look at William. The corner of his lip is turned up in a half-smile, and those blue eyes are on mine as I take him in.
He is gorgeous, the picture of sin and desire. Black hair falls into his eyes, and his thick eyelashes frame them to perfection, but I can't give in to those flutters in my chest.
True everlasting love doesn't exist in this world. When you trust someone and give them your heart, you give them the ability to break you. My heart doesn't want to shatter—it's already on the brink from my mother's and Linda's treatment.
There wouldn't be a way back if I opened up to William and let this go further than sex. I'm not strong enough. His eyes disarm me. I'm a toothless tiger in his presence, and I don't want to be vulnerable.
So I grab my clothes at lightning speed and put them back on while sputtering. "Thank you for this... It was... Invigorating..."
William rakes his fingers through his dark hair, chuckling at me with his kissable lips forming a smile. "Invigorating, huh?"
I ignore the warmth in my chest. "Yes."
He picks up his boxers, and I try not to let my eyes linger on his package. The man is truly blessed in every department.
"Uh..." I take a deep breath. "How old are you?"
Blue eyes curiously roam over my face. "Does it matter?"
I shrug, breathing a laugh. "I guess not."
"Twenty-nine."
"Oh... I see..."
William chuckles. "Too old for you?"
I smile at him, knowing damn straight he isn't worried about his age. He made me come. Twice. And his expression? Arrogance and confidence tuned up to the maximum.
"Not at all..." I tell him, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip, hoping he won't mind my age. "And... I'm nineteen."
"I figured you were around that age," William smirks. "Which means you can call me daddy."
My eyes bulge out of their sockets, and William cracks up.
"Fuck!" William is shaking.
His change in demeanor shocks me. A second ago, he was sexy McSteamy, and now, his entire face is lit up. But damn if William isn't beautiful when he laughs.
"You should have seen your face..." William shows me his teeth with an amused smile. "You're cute."
Cute?
Fuck-fuck-fuck.
This is bad!
My heart is pounding, and I turn around. "I guess I should be going."
William isn't about to let me leave that quickly. His deep voice makes me shudder. "So, will we be doing this again?"
I lick my lips. "Is that an invitation?"
He breathes a laugh. "What do you think?"
I exhale and try to push back the bubble of joy lifting from my chest because, yes, I want to have sex with him again. But I won't ever let it lead to anything other than that.
"Tomorrow?" I ask as I slip into my leather jacket.
"And the day after that, too?" William suggests, peering down at me with his intense eyes. He is still shirtless and smirks at me. "I want you every day of the week, and the weekend will be the time when I grieve the loss of your fingertip on my skin."
My lips part at the romantic tone in his voice, but I remind myself not to fall for him. William is dangerous.
"Sure," I say, turning the lock on his door. "Hey, you might want to lock the door—"
My eyes meet his blue, and I'm startled by his sudden proximity. William is standing a mere inch from me, studying me in amusement from his staggering height.
"Oh..." I utter, blushing. "You're already... Here..."
He winks at me. "I need to be ready to lock the door."
I blush. "Right, that was what I... Was... Never mind!"
He chuckles at me, and I hurriedly tumble out like a newborn calf through his door. I can't help it—William makes me act weird. My heart is beating in a new rhythm, and I take a deep breath.
How am I supposed to focus on my classes today?
I can still taste William on my tongue.
I walk through the corridor while floating on little pink clouds. Linda, Teagan, and Britney are laughing in front of me. I don't react to them talking about me.
I don't give a fuck.
I'm too high and don't even care when Linda widens her eyes.
She turns around; I can physically feel her eyes on my shoulder, but I don't care about her. No. The sex with William was mind-blowing.
Things are clearer now, and I want to find Isabella.
I think it's time I made a new friend.
***
"So you went all the way inside his office?" Isabella asks. "Dude, I don't want to hear about my brother's sex life, but I'm also conflicted. Having sex at school is hot!"
"Shhh!" I hush Isabella over the table. "Not so loud!"
We are sitting inside the library, and it's after school hours. I don't want to go home since my mother is out of town, so I will be studying here until the library closes.
"We are the only ones on this floor!" Isabella shakes her head and pops another candy inside of her mouth. Her legs are resting on the table, and she leans back in her chair. "So when will you be seeing William... I mean, Mr. Rossi again?"
I snort. "It's weird talking about this with you..."
Isabella grins. "Just go with it!"
"Fine!" I shake my head, unable to keep myself from smiling. "I will see him again tomorrow... And the day after that... And probably for the rest of the entire week."
Isabella gasps. "You're making it into a thing?"
I blush. "I guess?"
She claps her hands. "Yay!"
I smile at her, but it falters when Teagan, Linda, and Britney head for our table with resting bitch faces. Isabella turns around, lifting her eyebrows when Teagan dumps her books over our table.
"Take another table," Teagan says as she takes off her jacket. She is chewing on bubblegum. "Hello? Aren't you listening? We are taking this table."
Britney pulls out a chair and takes a seat, and Isabella snorts in amusement. I'm sitting on pins and needles. My mouth is begging to give Teagan a piece of her mind.
I'm afraid, but... I think it's time to fight back.
I stand up from my seat and cross my arms over my chest. Shock settles over Linda's features while Teagan smirks at me.
"I'm glad to see you're on your way," Teagan says. "You're making a wise decision here."
"Actually, you will leave," I tell her. "We had this table first."
Teagan exchanges a look with her girlfriends, and they all snort, including Linda.
Backstabber.
Fake friend.
I want Linda out of my life.
Teagan turns back to me and speaks in a snotty tone filled with disrespect. "And if I refuse?"
I answer her in an ice-cold voice. "Then I will shape-shift inside this library and shred you into pieces."
Her lips part, and then she swallows. "You and what army?"
That's when Isabella stands up and pulls up her sleeves. "Two against three, and yet, I like those odds."
Teagan widens her eyes when Isabella places her hand on my shoulder. It seems to confuse the hell out of Teagan, and she growls before turning on her heel.
"Come on, girls, leave the books on the table—let's get out of here. I suddenly don't feel like studying."
The three werewolves leave, and shock hits me hard and fast. For the second time in my life, someone stood up for me. And my heart flutters when Isabella holds up her hand.
"High-five!" Isabella exclaims. "We got those bitches to run with their tails between their legs!"
I smile. "That we did!"