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Chapter eleven
I sat in the RV after Kyle ran away and I stared out the window. I could see the reflection of three pairs of eyes on me. I turned around and saw Tyler, Beth, and Amy staring at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing." Amy said.
I raised my eyebrow.
"Then why are you staring at me. You think I'm just going to attack you?" I asked them.
"We're not sure are you?" Beth asked.
I rolled my eyes and rested them on Tyler.
"So do you still miss your parents?" he asked.
I looked at him sheepishly.
"I don't know. I'm suppose to but I kind of like being away from them. You know, privacy and all." I said.
"Yeah." he said nodding.
"Look, I promise I'll warn you guys if I ever feel like attacking okay?" I asked.
"Sure." Amy said.
The rest of the trip to Montana took two days of non-stop driving Cat said that Gavin would take care of the mess at her apartment. I was pretty sure though the other wolves were taking care of that. If they haven't broken down her door to get the bodies.
I laid on Tyler's lap when I started to feel feverish. I sat up he rested his head on the window. I looked past him and out to the moon. As Cat drove the moon sat in the sky causing my fever. Then I looked back at Tyler his face so soft so innocent. I reached over and touched his cheek. He opened his eyes and looked at me.
"You up?" he asked.
"I'm hot." I said to him and lower my hand.
He raised his hand and touched my cheek and forehead. I closed my eyes and rested my head on his cool hand. I leaned in to him and slid my warm hand up his shirt.
"Wh-what are you doing?" he asked.
"Just relax." I whispered and rubbed his stomach and then I slid my hand down to his jean button and pushed closer to him.
"Cassie what the heck?" he asked.
I unbuttoned his pants and slid my hand down. He stopped me half way.
"N-not here." he said to me and pulled my hand back.
I smiled at him sweetly and let him place my hand back on my lap.
"Sorry." I said to him and rested my head on his shoulder.
I could hear his heart beating fast, and he was very excited. If he would've let me finished he probably would've gone crazy. I couldn't help myself.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing." Amy said.
I raised my eyebrow.
"Then why are you staring at me. You think I'm just going to attack you?" I asked them.
"We're not sure are you?" Beth asked.
I rolled my eyes and rested them on Tyler.
"So do you still miss your parents?" he asked.
I looked at him sheepishly.
"I don't know. I'm suppose to but I kind of like being away from them. You know, privacy and all." I said.
"Yeah." he said nodding.
"Look, I promise I'll warn you guys if I ever feel like attacking okay?" I asked.
"Sure." Amy said.
The rest of the trip to Montana took two days of non-stop driving Cat said that Gavin would take care of the mess at her apartment. I was pretty sure though the other wolves were taking care of that. If they haven't broken down her door to get the bodies.
I laid on Tyler's lap when I started to feel feverish. I sat up he rested his head on the window. I looked past him and out to the moon. As Cat drove the moon sat in the sky causing my fever. Then I looked back at Tyler his face so soft so innocent. I reached over and touched his cheek. He opened his eyes and looked at me.
"You up?" he asked.
"I'm hot." I said to him and lower my hand.
He raised his hand and touched my cheek and forehead. I closed my eyes and rested my head on his cool hand. I leaned in to him and slid my warm hand up his shirt.
"Wh-what are you doing?" he asked.
"Just relax." I whispered and rubbed his stomach and then I slid my hand down to his jean button and pushed closer to him.
"Cassie what the heck?" he asked.
I unbuttoned his pants and slid my hand down. He stopped me half way.
"N-not here." he said to me and pulled my hand back.
I smiled at him sweetly and let him place my hand back on my lap.
"Sorry." I said to him and rested my head on his shoulder.
I could hear his heart beating fast, and he was very excited. If he would've let me finished he probably would've gone crazy. I couldn't help myself.