Page 7 of His Sunshine Baby

“You’re from here?”

He nods.

“The Velvet Moon clan.”

Shit. One of the Black brothers’ packs. I bite my lip. Judging by his Alpha Aura he can barely hide, I bet he’s a lieutenant, too. I knew this was their nightclub. I can’t be too surprised, but I do feel a bit disappointed. Hanging with a guy from a different pack is asking for trouble, even more so if he’s related to the Blood Moon clan. And the Velvet Moon is the Blood Moon branch clan. What a mess…

Yet, I glance at him, unwilling to leave. What am I thinking about? I swore I would never get a boyfriend again anyway, so what am I hoping for? Don’t be an idiot, Elena, don’t!

“Elena?”

“Yes?”

Wow, it feels weird to hear my name from his lips.

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“No, and I don’t want one,” I reply mechanically.

“Interesting.”

I frown, a bit surprised. What a weird answer, and what does it mean?

“Why are you asking me this?” I ask, curious.

“Because I’m interested in you.”

His blunt answer is disarming. I frown. Don’t get into this mess, Elena. Don’t, don’t, don’t.

“How so?”

“I’m like you. I’m not interested in getting a girlfriend either. I don’t do commitment or long-term relationships.”

Well, that’s definitely noted. At least I’ll be safe in that way. I actually feel myself relaxing a little. So, he’s a player. Great, that means no expectations and no disappointment whatsoever for me. No falling in love, either. I nod slowly at his answer, thinking I had fun anyway. And he’s honest, too. Now I know what to not expect. I take a new sip from my drink. Maybe he just wanted a nice talk without me getting any ideas, which is understandable. With an appearance like his, girls must be fighting over being his girlfriend.

“But you said you’re interested in me.”

“Yes. I find you beautiful and attractive, in a physical way.”

Oh, so it’s about the sex then. Wow, this feels like a 50 Shades scene, aside from the fact that he doesn’t look like a sadist and I’m not a clueless virgin. I smile, and I’m about to answer when he opens his mouth first.

“Can I kiss you?”

I stare at his very serious expression, for a while, before I chuckle, not knowing how to react. Who asks that kind of thing? Seriously!

“Is that a joke?” I ask, a bit confused.

Maybe he just said that as a joke, or to ease the atmosphere. Or to test me? However, his expression is clearly anything but funny.

“No, I meant it. I don’t make those kinds of jokes, especially about things I want. And I want to kiss you.”

His answer agitates me. How can he be so blunt? Isn’t he ashamed or embarrassed at all? I don’t know how to answer for a few seconds, but he’s obviously the type who doesn’t know shame, only what he wants. He smiles and suddenly moves towards me, only slowing down a second before he takes that kiss. For a moment I’m too surprised to react.

He’s a really good kisser. Moon Goddess, his lips. I don’t think before I answer his kiss, totally giving in. I close my eyes. It’s been a while since I’ve felt like this… something delightful in my stomach, and my skin burning up. The butterflies. I take pleasure in it and don’t want to think about anything else. He takes his time, playing with my lips, being passionate and gentle at the same time. Time stops around us. I forget the music, the nightclub.

I have no idea how long our kissing lasts. I feel his hand gently caressing my neck, and I have no idea when I grabbed his shirt either. What is it about his smell? My wolf loves it, is it because he’s an alpha? Well, who cares? This is just so delightful.

We both slow down, and our lips part. I blush a bit, still feeling hot and overwhelmed. He is still smiling faintly, looking at me with satisfaction. Damn, that man just reduced my whole twenty-one years of experience and self-control to dust. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair, trying to regain my composure. He stopped kissing me, but the tip of his fingers still quietly caresses my leg. It’s faint and very natural. Nothing unsettling about it, but I can’t pretend he isn’t doing anything either.

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