\u201cReady to go?\u201d He asked me, his tone a low whisper, his breath warming the side of my face as he whispered into my ear.<\/p>\n
I nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cMore than ready,\u201d I told him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe have to return to that game from earlier and get your prize,\u201d he reminded me.<\/p>\n
I laughed at the memory, but the laugh was cut short when Donna, his mother, approached us, her arms folded across her chest.<\/p>\n
\u201cGavin, can we have a word please\u2026 in private,\u201d she said, her eyes narrowed as she stared at her son.<\/p>\n
Gavin sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, clearly fed up with his mother.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m on a date,\u201d Gavin told her, tightening his hold around my shoulders. \u201cI\u2019m not leaving her to speak with my mother. If you\u2019ll excuse us, I need to get Judy home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFine but we will be talking about this tomorrow. Expect a visit at your office bright and early,\u201d she shouted after him. His fists tightened in a ball, and I could tell he was holding himself back from saying and doing something he would regret.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019ll be back,\u201d I heard Daisy saying to Donna. \u201cThere\u2019s nothing for you to worry about, Mom.\u201d<\/p>\n
I hated that I was jealous, I hated that I was acting insecure, but the fact that his mom doesn\u2019t like me\u2026 hurt.<\/p>\n
Once we got back to the car, I was silent. Gavin sighed as he put the car in drive, looked both ways and pulled out of the parking spot.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t let them get to you,\u201d he said softly. \u201cThey don\u2019t know what they are talking about. My mother thinks she knows best\u2026 but she doesn\u2019t. She\u2019s being naive and soon her eyes will open, and she\u2019ll realize her mistake.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat mistake?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat she can\u2019t control me or who I bring into my life. All she cares about is her family fortune\u2026 she worries that if it\u2019s put in the wrong hands, it could ruin everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd she\u2019s not worried about Daisy?\u201d I asked, raising my brows. \u201cShe screams gold-digger.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, she does, which is what I try to tell my mother. But she claims that Daisy is a good friend and would never do anything to hurt the Landry family. I don\u2019t know if I believe that myself though.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t believe that at all,\u201d I murmur, thinking about all the terrible things Daisy had said and done since I\u2019d known her.<\/p>\n
\u201cNor do I,\u201d he replied a bit too quickly. \u201cBesides their intrusion at the end, I hope this evening was satisfactory for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
I glanced at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cSatisfactory?\u201d I asked. \u201cTonight was amazing. By far the best date I\u2019ve ever been<\/p>\n
on.\u201d<\/p>\n
Granted, I haven\u2019t been on many, but this was definitely at the top.<\/p>\n
He chuckled, his shoulders shaking from the movement.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m glad to hear that,\u201d he told me. \u201cI\u2019ve enjoyed myself too. I liked getting to know you better.\u201d<\/p>\n
My face burned as I stared up at him; he kept his eyes fixed on the road, but I knew he could feel my eyes on him.<\/p>\n
Once we reached the mansion, he put the car in park and got out. He ran around the passenger side and helped me out of the car.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you staying the night?\u201d I asked him.<\/p>\n
He smirked as we continued to walk towards the front door. He unlocked it with ease but made no movement to open the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, I\u2019m returning to my villa tonight,\u201d he told me. I felt a jab of disappointment in my chest and I couldn\u2019t seem to hide it on my face.<\/p>\n
I looked away.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
He took my chin gently between his fingers and moved my head, so I was looking<\/p>\n
at him again.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted<\/p>\n
tonight to be a proper<\/p>\n
about sex,\u201d he explained.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor right now, we will part<\/p>\n
\u00cc be seeing you tomorro<\/p>\n
\u201c}noveldrama<\/p>\n
swnovel<\/p>\n
I nodded, my eyes never leaving his.<\/p>\n
He bent down and brushed his lips delicately across mine as if he was just getting<\/p>\n
a small taste.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood night, Judy,\u201d he murmured against my lips.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood night,\u201d I whispered against his.<\/p>\n
He pulled back a sparkle of<\/p>\n
something in his eyes that made my heart skip a beat. He then opened the door for me to enter the<\/p>\n
mansion, and with a gentle nudge, I stepped inside. He pulled the door<\/p>\n
shut, blocking my view of him.<\/p>\n
swnovel<\/p>\n
I was still in a daze long after he left. I stayed in front of the closed door, even<\/p>\n
when I heard his car starting up and him driving away.<\/p>\n
Tonight was completely magical.<\/p>\n
By the time I reached my room, I was practically floating. I grabbed my doorknob<\/p>\n
and pulled it open, stepping inside.<\/p>\n
As soon as I was inside, I heard something crashing to the ground, making me freeze entirely. I was now on full alert that someone was in my room as my eyes scanned the<\/p>\n
area. It was dark in my room but with my wolf sight, I was able to spot the invader perfectly, someone was going through my things\u2026 searching for God knows what. swnovel<\/p>\n
Standing across my bedroom, looking like a dear caught in headlights was\u2026 \u201cSammy?\u201d<\/p>\n
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