Page 10 of Tainted Romance

“Missing me, are you?”

“Something like that.”

“Well, I guess I can sneak out.” I leaned in closer to him and lowered my voice. “You don’t mind sharing your bed with me, do you?”

“My bed is your bed.” He winked.

‘I’ve got it, Allie, you have a boyfriend. You can stop the show now.’Zane’s irritated voice boomed in my mind, and I really wanted to just turn around and tell him to piss off!

I hadn’t even been putting on a show. I had tried and succeeded to forget about him.

‘Zane, get out of my head,’I snapped back into his head.

‘Stop flirting with your boyfriend in front of me then.’

I looked over my shoulder and glared at him. I wasn’t surprised to meet his heated eyes. He only had himself to blame if his wolf was stirring. He could just stop looking at us!

‘Zane, listen to yourself! Get some control and stop invading my thoughts!’

I took my hand off Blake’s and turned my focus onto my school work.

"You alright, Allie, as you look more angry than normal?" Blake asked.

"I'm fine. It is just this annoying headache won't go away." I hoped Zane picked up on the hint.

"I've got some Panadol in my locker." Blake tucked the stray hairs that had fallen across my face behind my ears. "Anger doesn't suit you, Allie."

"Angry Allie, it kind of has a ring to it though." I grinned at him, causing him to shake his head.

Zane could keep screwing his women, and I could keep my relationship with Blake. Well, that was until we couldn't fight the attraction any longer. I hoped that maybe, just maybe, we could fight it forever because I would rather die an early death than be stuck in this town for the rest of my life.

Chapter Five

The music was pounding through the speakers, causing the floor to vibrate. The deep thud of the bass was spreading sexual tension through the air. The club was alive with energy. I had sworn on multiple occasions I would not be coming here tonight, but here I was.

Club Velvet was living up to expectations.

“Another!” Chase yelled, slamming the empty glass down and reaching for another shot. He pushed one in my direction and, following his lead, I threw it down, the alcohol burning my throat on its way down.

Blake had been busy making moves on other women all night, while Chase and I were making it our mission to drink the bar dry.

“Look, he has finally landed one,” Chase yelled in my ear while pointing out Blake and a skinny blonde.

“It’s taken him all night.” I was swaying to the music, standing next to Chase. “I thought he was in for sure with the brunette.”

“That’s Blake for ya.” Chase shrugged his shoulders. We spun around to lean against the bar and looked out at the dance floor.

While many couldn’t understand Blake and my’s relationship, to us it was perfection. Humans want exclusive relationships, but, for us, dating just didn’t work like that. While most do try, Blake and I figured it would be easier this way.

We were boyfriend and girlfriend, I suppose, or perhaps friends with benefits was a better label. Either way, at school he was mine and I was his, but, on the weekend, we would split up, and he could chase other women, as it really didn’t bother me.

He wasn’t my mate, and I wasn’t his so we knew we wouldn’t be together forever. This way we didn’t get too attached, and we still kept that wedge between us to keep us from falling madly in love.

Chase threw an arm around my shoulder, pulling me to his side, leaning down to my ear. “Want to dance?”

“Why, Falcon, I think that is the best idea you have had all night.” I grinned, taking his hand and leading him to the floor. The crowd was thick, and it took a while to weave our way in.

When we found a spot, Chase let go of my hand, and his hands snaked around my back.

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