He was leaning in. What was he doing? Lilly's heart started racing like a thoroughbred's after the Gold Cup. Was he going to kiss her? He didn't like her... why would he? What if... what if he did like her? Love her even? What if what happened last night had been real? Her head was spinning and her heart was racing. She'd probably end up fainting any second. This couldn't be real... Brayden was so hot, so fine, so sexy, that no words described him. Why on earth would he lean in to kiss her? Why?! Thats what Lilly really wanted to know right then. Suddenly Brayden froze causing Lilly to be absolutely breathless. Why was he stopping? Was there something in her teeth? Did he realise that she was Lilly and not the girl he was fantasising about? Was he second thinking kissing her? This was driving her crazy. How could one guy leaning in to her cause her to think so much. She didn't get it.
Then his lips met hers and she felt her whole body sing. Lilly didn't hesitate one single second in kissing him back. Infact her right hand came up to cup his cheek and she got onto her knees, pressing her curved figure against his as she moaned deeply into the kiss. She had dreamed of this moment for so long. Wanted it for so long. Now it was here and it was far better then she ever imagined. A part of her just wanted them to shed their clothes and make love. However Lilly knew that probably shouldn't happen. It would be far too soon, and she wanted this relationship to actually work unlike the other two. She wanted this one to be forever, and for that to happen she knew she should take it slow and do it properly. Brayden should court her. They should date a long while first. It would be better that way. However telling herself she should stop touching Brayden was a lot easier then actually doing it. After a minute or two she finally managed to pull herself away from him, breathless of course.
"I didn't know... I thought... I thought you didn't want me."
Lilly spoke, feeling completely stupid now. He had just gone for breakfast. He hadn't left her. He did want her. A blush rose upon her porcelien cheeks as she run a hand through her blonde hair. Taking her plate of french toast, bacon, and scrambled eggs she then picked up the plastic cutlery. Embarassed she began eating her breakfast. She was starving, and her hangover was getting worse by the second. Within minutes she had devoured her entire breakfast and was now searching in the bag to see if there was anything left inside it. There were a few tiny bits left which Lilly promptly ate. However she was still starving. Before becoming a werewolf she had a normal apetite. Now she was a werewolf she kept hungering for more and more meat. It wouldn't surprise her if she had ended up eating her body weight in meat each day. Like a wolf though she kept her body trim and lean so it never affected her physically.
"Do you have anything else to eat?"
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