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-- HOPE-- He grabs my wrist sending sparks throughout my body and drags me to the house. I was too busy admiring his features that I didn't realize we were in his room. He closes the door behind him, what is happening? "You want me to be a better mate?" he says in a hoarse voice giving me butterflies. Without letting me reply he once again stands infront of me just inches away from my face. His eyes pierces through me, I felt so weak, so nervous. "I uhh-- " My words get caught in my throat when he places his hands on my hips, my eyes widen in surprise. "Isn't this what you want?" Yes! Mark mate now! He wants us! I shake my head, "That's not what I meant. If I wanted this I would have just gone to Nick--" He growls at me, "Take it off!" he orders pointing at my t-shirt. "No! Are you crazy?" He steps back and gives me a glare, then a smirk crawls on his handsome face. "I'll be glad to do it myself." No, you wouldn't. "Oh yes, I would." I search his eyes but I give up. How can someone be so bipolar?
Chapter 1
