NovelEnglishSilver's POV I decided not to bring up what I overheard yesterday morning. Things were going really well since he returned hlast night, and I didn't want to ruin it. He didn't askwhy I altered the painting; I think he just thought I was playing a joke on him.
I woke up early the next morning, surprised to see that he was still there and fast asleep. I took the painting back into my stuand I spent the next hour fixing it, turning it back into its original portrait. By the tI was done, Elliot was leaning against the doorframe, staring at me.
When I turned to look at him, my cheeks flushed when I saw that he wasn't wearing a shirt; however, he was wearing pajama bottoms. But still, he was so hot standing at the door of my stuwith all his abs on display, that my mouth was watering again.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHow was it possible to be this turned on by someone? It was like there was something inside ofclawing to get out, wanting to go to him and claim him as mine.
I never felt this way about anyone before, not even Gavin.
He looked at the portrait that I had just finished fixing and a smirk was placed on his lips as he looked at me. "I'm going to be at the packhouse today," he told me, cutting through my thoughts. "I have sbusiness to take care of. Will you be okay here?" I nodded, biting my lower lip as I forced my eyes away from his incredible body.
"Yeah, I'll be fine," I told him.
He nodded, still looking atthoughtfully for a moment.
"Was there a reason you were there yesterday?" The question caughtoff guard; I wasn't expecting it. I didn't realize he knew I was there; then again, both his Beta and Gamma knew I was there so one of them probably mentioned it. Heat surfaced around my cheeks, and I suddenly felt incredibly hot.
"I baked cookies and cupcakes for the pack," I told him. "I wanted to apologize for leaving the banquet early. That's not how a Luna should behave." "You had good reason to leave." "But they don't know that," I reminded him. "I also wanted to meet sof them. I think I made a new friend." He corked an eyebrow.
"And who might that be?" "Cara," I answered. "She seems really nice. She introducedto sof her friends. They are interesting." I thought about her friend Alison; it was going to take stfor her to warm up toand I feel it'll take tforto warm up to her too. But Emma at least seemed really nice in her shy way. "Erik's mate?" He asked, raising his brows.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI nodded.
He didn't look displeased by that.
"I'm glad you got to know someone. She's a good choice for a friend," he admitted.
I smiled but I didn't say anything more about it. After another moment, he asked, "Why didn't you cto see me?"
I didn't think he was going to be so forward and ask that question. My heart skipped a beat when Clooked up at his face. His eyes poured intolike he could see the answer in my eyes. I swallowed the lump in my throat and kept my eyes on his.
"You seemed busy," I told him, my voice coming out a bit a bit breathier than how I'd like. "Shirley was in your office, and I didn't want to interrupt." "Leo said you were outside my office door," he said. "Were you spying on us?"
I mentally slapped myself; I should have known Leo would have said something aboutsnooping outside of his office door. "I heard voices inside the office, and I turned around to leave," I quickly stated.
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