Chapter 3

Sorry it took me ages to update but here goes!

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-Jesse's POV-

'And here's the room you'll be staying in, also known as my room' Christan said, opening a dark blue door.

There was nothing much in it that I could see, as it was about 4am and both of us decided not to turn on any lights.

After a dark car ride, lights really hurt. But if there was one thing I could see in that room, is that Christan wasn't joking when he said there was only one bed.

I was so tired I didn't even care, flopping down on the bed. The other side of the bed sunk with mine, making me look over at the figure beside me.

'Dont frown, you look more beautiful without it' He whispered, rubbing his thumb across my forehead.

The frown released off my face, heat rushing to my cheeks.

'I uh- Your meant to beK sleeping on the floor' I stuttered, trying to look away from his eyes.

They put me in too much of a trance, those eyes.

'Nope, not moving' He smirked, crossing his arms stubbornly.

A smirk rose on my lips. I shoved his body off the bed, a loud bang heard as his ass hit the carpet floor.

'Come back up and I won't  hesitate to hurt you' I warned, making him chuckle softly.

He silently got up and ripped off his shirt, revealing his undeniably sexy chest, throwing it to a corner of the room. Then he started unbuckling his pants.

'I didnt order a male stripper' I exclaimed, flinging my hands over my eyes.

'It aint my fault I have an irresistable body. You chose to look anyway' He teased.

I could feel his gaze on me, and knowing him he probably had a smirk on his face. I opened my eyes again a minute later to find him lying ontop of a soft furry blanket.

Damn that thing looked comfy.

'Care to pass me a pillow babe?' I huffed, chucking a pillow on his face.

'Dont look, or I may have to blind those pretty little eyes of yours' I threatened, frowning.

'Wow, two threats in less than 2 minutes. I like it' He said making me roll my eyes.

I stood up, finding my suitcase by the bathroom. Someone must've brought it here earlier.

I rummaged through one, finding a purple singlet and a pair of "Lakers" boxers. Men's boxers are comfortable okay?

Besides, I bought them UNUSED so I think its okay. I looked over my shoulder at Christan, to find his pillow covering his face.

The reassurement in my mind I stripped off Christan's shirt, pulling my singlet over my head. I then stripped off my jeans; those tight, tight skinny jeans, blood probably circulating my legs again at the feel of my comfy boxers.

Apparently wearing skinny jeans is normal, and its meant to cling to your skin. Vanessa also didn't fail to mention I was just overreacting because I'm used to slim fitted jeans when she bought them for me.A yawn escaped my lips, before I crawled back inside the bed's warm covers.

'Goodnight asshole' I said, snuggling into the comfy pillow.

It smelt like him; like Christan. That musk of the woods mixed with the enhancing scent of Lynx Africa.

'Goodnight beautiful' Christan replied softly.

I decided not to scoff for once, and let the words feel accepted.

*

'Time to wake up beautiful' My pillow spoke into my neck, jolting me from peaceful darkness.

I groaned, hoping it would just leave me alone. I nuzzled more into my hard pillow, rock hard to be exact. I dont know why, but it was still just so warming and comfy.

'Come on sunshine, we have to drop off our parents at the airport in an hour' The pillow said into my neck again, its breath tickling the skin softly.

Ugh what's with pillows and pet names today?

'Go away' I muffled into it. The pillow chuckled softly, a side of my face feeling the soft rumble produced.

I must be in an earthquake or something, cause I've never heard a pillow rumble. Or a pillow chuckle. Or talk.

That's because pillows are inanimate and dont do those things!

I snapped out of my dream state, only to realize I wasn't the only one in the bed.

Strong, muscular arms were wrapped around my lower waist, his huge hands placed firmly on my stomach's bare skin. Our legs were entangled, and I could feel his six pack pressed up against my face, his face snuggled into my neck.

With every new breath he released, a shiver ran down my spine.

I jumped out of Christan's arms, leaping to the edge of the bed.

'I thought you were sleeping on the ground!' I exclaimed, pulling the sheet up to my cheeks to hide the colour of them.

'I was, but you kicked the blanket on me in the night so when I came to put it back on you, you pulled me beside you and I couldn't exactly get out' He chuckled calmly.

I frowned.

He probably could have gotten out but the asshole chose not to. My arms aren't very strong.

'Just.. don't do it again' I said, throwing a pillow at him.

He caught it with a smirk, kissing his arm muscles lightly.

Conceited Jerk. Pillows aren't even that heavy.

I shooed Christan off, so I could get out of bed and have a shower. I changed into a plain black tshirt and washed out jeans, tying my hair up in a low braid.

By the time I got to the kitchen, somebody was honking their car horn outside.

'Oh for the love of all things good can't a woman have her food?!?' I grumbled, grabbing a jar of nutella and a spoon, walking outside.

A motorcycle. A frigging metallic red and blue motorcycle, with a sleek black porche beside it. I thought we had a different car yesterday...?

But oh my lord that piece of sexyness.

Sitting on the motorcycle with a sexy black helmet was the one and only, Christan Drake, the cocky asshole.

'You riding with dad or me?' Christan asked.

My mouth gaping open, I walked towards the motorcycle, stroking it softly.

'Damn boy you are fine' My voice went American.

Not a scratch on it, it was uttterly gorgeous.

'Yeah, I know' A voice came out of nowhere, snapping out of my trance.

I ignored his comment, swinging my leg over the vehicle.

'If you think I'm missing a ride on this badboy, youre insane'

*

Before I knew it, my mum and Theodore were waving goodbye to us before boarding their plane to Hawaii for their honeymoon. They both get to stay at some island hotel on the beach for a week, while I'm stuck in a house with Christan.

My own mother is missing my 16th birrthday! I probably shouldn't complain though, we do get the house for a party.

Have I described the house? Its more like a freaking mansion.

3 levels with an elevator, 2 kitchens, a pool, a gym, God knows how many bedrooms, haven't been able to count the bathrooms, and its not even a pack house!

Apparently this pack is so big, each family lives in a normal house, they just live close to us and gather at this house (which is the Alpha's) for meetings or gatherings.

Other than mum, Theodore, Christan and I, I'm pretty sure the beta's family lives here as well, which is why I have to room with Christan.

There's also the fact that Ness and Jason are moving in this house today, cause I've lived with them since I could gurgle.

'So are we just gonna stand here or...?' I turned to look at Christan who had a questioning look on his face.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket, checking the time.

'Shit. Yeah, lets go I'm late' Vanessa and Jason are gonna kill me. I'm always late.

'Late for what?' Christan asked curiously as we walked out of the airport.

'I was supposed to be meeting up with Vanessa and Jason at 12 in Starbucks' I said, walking over to the motorcycle.

'Hey no. You're driving the car home' He said, pointing over to the car.

Not that I don't want to drive the car its just that... Well you can't beat cruising around the city on a motorcycle.

'Pleeeaaasseee?' I dragged out, sticking out my bottom lip and pouting.

'No, I'm not having you hurt my baby. Besides, you don't even have a license so really you shouldn't be driving at all' He said in a fatherly tone.

'Mum lets me drive! Please I promise I wont let her get hurt' I pleaded.

'Jason always lets me drive his' I added in a low voice, but apparently it was loud enough for Christan to hear.

Oh right. Werewolf.

It was a phrase said mainly to get him jealous, but also a complete lie because as much as I'd like him too, Jason doesn't own a motorcycle, let alone a license.

'Fine, but I'm sitting behind you' He said.

As soon as the word "Fine" came out of his mouth, I jumped on, pulling my helmet on. The engine roared to life, reminding me of my father's one.

He uses to make me sit on the front when I was little, and as soon as it started up, he would say "Oh yeah baby lets go", while Mum would shout from the kitchen telling him not to make sexual jokes around me.

He would laugh, run inside, kiss her on the cheek and tell her he loves her before we drove off to the supermarket. Its memories like these that always get me thinking of the worst.

'Jesse, are you okay?' Christan's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

The way my name escaped his lips made my stomach flutter.

'I uh.. yeah, why wouldn't I be?' I said.

He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, and wiped a tear away with his thumb that I didn't know was there.

'Im here for you' He said softly, pressing his lips to my cheek before pulling away.

It was silent for a moment, before I shook the thought out of my head and zoomed off towards Starbucks.

Granted, I did pretend to get lost so I could ride for a bit longer, but Christan didn't need to know that.

'Bye Chris' I said as we stopped, making him raise an eyebrow.

'So its not jerk or asshole anymore?'

'Nah, I like Chris better' I smiled, swinging my leg over the side of the motorcycle and getting off.

A certain blonde haired, green eyed boy came towards me, smiling brightly. I couldn't help but let a smile emerge on my face as well as I saw my best friend.

I ran up to him and jumped on him, letting my legs wrap around his waist and my arms around his neck, while his hands held my legs in place.

'Hi Jasey' I said, pulling away from the hug.

I was a little too close, as my lips brushed against his slightly.

Oh God.

My face turned beet red, pulling back embarrassed at what I had done accidently. He looked at me with his soft green eyes I knew so well, before he slithered his left hand from my thigh to my cheek.

'Please, let me kiss you' He spoke softly.

My eyes almost bugged out of my head, but I obliged. What harm can it do, right?

Jason didn't hesitate, capturing my lips with his and pulling my body closer.

Am I really kissing my best friend? And not finding it repulsive?

He swiped his tongue over my bottom lip, and I granted access, as his tongue entered my mouth.

I eventually ran out of breath as we both pulled away, my eyes meeting his once more.

'You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that Jess' He whispered, his breath tickling my lips lightly.

'Why didn't you?' I whispered back, feeling like I was a spy trying to share a life/death secret.

'Cause I didn't know if you would like me in the way I do for you' He replied back.

'Maybe you should have tried earlier' I smirked, running my hand through his hair.

'Maybe I should have, or maybe I should do it again' He smirked back, leaning in to kiss me again.

Who would have thought.

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