“I told you that I’m not good for you.” He breaths out, I know his wolf wants him to hold me, touch me.
“I don’t care,” I say my voice filled with emotion.
“Anna I-”
“I don’t want to hear ‘stay away’ or ‘I’m not good for you,’ you’re my mate!” I shout as a tear slides down my cheek. “We were made for each other.”
“If you’re unhappy then reject me.” He said with a straight face.
“No.”
“Anna reject me.” He orders.
“What… no, I won’t.”
My back ran into the wood door as he held my arms at my side. My breath was heavy and my knees weak.
“Say it,” He demanded.
I shook my head and tried to free myself from his firm hold. But I had no luck. “Say it!” He hollered again. I look him dead in the eyes as his grip on my wrists tightens.
“No!” I cry, praying he would let go.
“Anna I said-” I cut him off mid-sentence.
“I won’t reject you!” More tears roll down my cheeks.
He lets go of my arms and turns the other way, facing away from me. “If you don’t want to be my mate, then you reject me!”
He takes a deep breath and turns back around. “I can’t.” He states directly.
“Why not?” I question crossing my arms.
“I can’t because from the second I saw you I knew I didn’t deserve you.” He walks closer. “I wanted you so bad; I wanted to make you mine.” Our faces are inches apart. “You’re so beautiful.” His hand caresses my cheek, and his thumb ran over my bottom lip sending shivers throughout my body. “But as I said before I’m not good for you.” His minty breath fans my face.
“How many times do I have to say I don’t care.” I move my lips closer to his, millimeters apart.
He runs his hand from my thigh up to my neck, sending shivers through my whole body. “I love the way you react to my touch.” He breaths out.
I can’t take it anymore; I want to touch him, I need to feel his lips on mine. I move closer, our lips are barely touching, and I gently press my lips to his. I know he’s trying to control himself. I press harder.
He grabs my waist and starts to move with my lips in sync. I moan into our kiss; it’s like nothing I’ve felt before, its fireworks, electricity, that spark. I know my moan drove him over the edge, he presses harder against my lips and slowly walks us over to his desk. I jump up on his desk, and he stands in between my legs. He gently bites my bottom lip asking for an entrance; my body can’t refuse.
He suddenly pulls away and whips his hand down his face. “This was a mistake.” He sighs.
My heart breaks at his words. I get off his desk and run to the door, slamming it behind me I run down the hallway and upstairs. I run to the guest bedroom, my tears hitting the wood floor. I swing the door open and shut it behind me, sliding down the door my butt hits the floor. Tears start to pour from my eyes. I thought for a second; he took down his guard.
I didn’t sleep all night. Katy would come by and knock on the door asking me to let her in, so we can talk. I didn’t feel like talking, just being alone. At first, all I did was cry; now I’m just staring at the ceiling while I lay still on the bed. I knew that if I tried to leave now, he would haunt my mind and heart forever. Why did he think that he wasn’t good for me? We were made for each other; he’s supposed to be the best thing to ever happen to me. How can I have a future with someone that said our kiss was a mistake?
knock
“Anna, you can’t stay in there forever.” Katy talked to the door.
“Yes, I can.” I protest in a board tone.
“Come on Anna, please open the door.” Katy cries.
Was she crying? I quickly got up at placed my ear to the door; I heard her sobbing on the other side. I unlocked the door and swung it open; she was crying in her hands, until she looked up.
“I should have done that first.” She smiles and pushes past me entering the room.
“Fake crying?” I ask annoyed.
She sits down on the bed and pats the space beside her. I sigh and walk to her. I sit down where she instructed me to.
“Tell me what happened Anna, you’ve been in here for two days.” She asks soothingly.
“I don’t think you want to know Katy.”
“Anna just let me help you.”
I guess after being alone and all my crying I could use a friend.
“Fine. I went to go give him back the credit card, and I did.” I take a deep breath and continue. “I asked him if he was going to reject me and he told me to reject him,” I explain, my voice shaky.
“What!” Katy yells.
“I said no then he pushed me up agents the door; he kept telling me to reject him. I kept say no, and he let go… he said how he didn’t deserve me and how much he wanted me.” I looked her in the eyes. “He said I was beautiful.” I blush.