Caden stood there watching as Tobi walked away and to Betty's car. There was something that mesmerized him about her. It wasn't just the way that he liked the feeling of her lips against his or the way her eyes seemed to sparkle whenever they talked. No, it was definitely more than that. He watched her hips. They swayed in this perfect sexy way that almost made his mouth water for her kiss again. Everything about her had addicting qualities and if she was a drug, Caden was addicted... Past the point of addicted. This was more than an addiction. She was his drug and he missed her so bad that he was going through withdrawal. Hell, she had just left! He already missed her hands in his. He missed her lips captured in his, or the way that it felt to tangle his tongue in his. He missed the way that she smirked at him as she prepared to defy him from saying anything some of the things that she said. God, he was falling for her so soon and he wished that he could stop it. It just wasn't right. He watched her climb into the car, wishing it was his car that he was helping her into. He waved and smiled at her but it was left unreturned; whether because she didn't notice or she was trying not to notice, he wasn't sure. He could see the way that Betty was smirking behind her though and cursed to himself. He shouldn't have left such a public display of affection to be seen by Betty. It was really quick - considering they had only just met - and he knew he was going to catch hell for it later. He hadn't cared in the moment! Now he was regretting that since he was so public about it. It was just a bad situation. Especially because he was a Were and it was just about forbidden... He stood still until the truck was clear out of sight - and the noise wasnt being detected by his werewolfish ears. He sighed a little, wishing she hadn't gone but knowing that she had to. He suddenly shivered, though it weren't cold and groaned a little that she was getting to him as much as she was. He thought about kissing her again but shook the thought from his head. God he needed to stop this addiction... He shook it off and pulled off his shirt quickly. All he needed was a run... A good, hard run that would clear his head from all this humane stuff...
February 13th, 2013 at 11:04pm