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was spooked. I was about to high tail it outta there when they returned, right in front of me. Great big ugly fucking monsters. Long teeth, orange glowing eyes, huge pointed ears... Snarling at me... I've never seen anything like it.”
    “Oh my God... It must have been so exciting...” she said with wide eyes.
    “I nearly had a damn heart attack.”
    “How I'd have loved to have seen it.”
    “No you really wouldn't. I can assure you.”
    “I like being scared, you know.”
    “Would you like to be eaten? Because that's the kind of scared it felt like to me.”
    “Perhaps not, then,” she laughed.
    “Fancy a beer? I've got my own supply.”
    “Sure. And tell me some more about the wolves. Did they chase you?”
    He hopped up and got them both a beer from his mini drinks cooler. He popped off the lids and she rose, coming to meet him halfway, taking one from him and having a quick sip. Her eyes were glued to his.
    “No, I don't think so. I didn't dare look to be honest. I think they just wanted to scare me off.”
    “And they did, didn't they?” she giggled and flashed her eyes at him.
    “Too fucking right! I've never run so fast in my life. And then the howling. That started when I left the wood. Jesus, It made my hair stand on end.”
    “You have such beautiful eyes,” she suddenly said. “And really gorgeous hair. You're kinda hot. Why the hell do you hide yourself away in here?”
    He was rather taken aback by her change in conversation, and secretly very pleased she found him to be 'kinda hot' but managed to hide it, just about.
    “It just happened. You know, my job, my gaming... I Skype and socialise online too.”
    “Chris says you never go out. He calls you the hermit.”
    “Oh, I go out now and then. On my bike usually. I'm a fast ride addict.”
    “I'd like to come out with you sometime. I've never been on a motorbike before.”
    “We'll arrange something if you like. I was gonna go tonight, but what about tomorrow, if Chris is okay about it.”
    “I don't need to ask permission. It's a date.”
    He laughed at her terminology.
    “Hardly a date... It'll be a quick trip around the country lanes, that's all.”
    “Got any girls in your life?” she probed, her eyes searching his.
    “A couple of friends online. Anya, my gamer partner's a girl, lives in Sweden.”
    “No, I meant real ones, here, you know... Girls you see...”
    “I've had a few... but a while ago.”
    Far too long ago, years ago in fact.
    Her eyes were riveted to his and he could see and hear she was breathing deeply. She took his bottle from his hand and put the two of them down on the table. Then she moved closer to him, lifting her hand and began caressing his neck with her finger, stroking him softly. And how good it felt, so arousing. Little shivers ran up and down his spine in anticipation, and they stared, their chests heaving with want.
    Shit, so much for not hitting on her... She's hitting on me... In a big way...
    His mind screamed 'NO' but his body ignored it as she took his hand and pulled him towards her, brushing her mouth against his, gently at first, and then more insistently. His whole body came to life with a sudden rush of intense feelings, bursting out everywhere.
    He pulled away a little. This was SO not on. He was kissing his brother's girlfriend!
    And fuck, despite that thought pounding in his head, he wanted to do it again, so badly.
    He looked at her upturned face, so tempting and beautiful, her lips slightly parted, revealing her pearly white teeth within.
    Christ almighty, what am I doing?... I should tell her to go... But I can't...
    “Kyle... Kiss me properly. Please... Please?” she pleaded in a soft and husky voice, her eyes full of desire for him. She pulled him back roughly, hugging his waist and he lost all sense of reason for a moment as her warm body took over his mind. His tongue sank into her mouth and she responded, lapping at him rhythmically... making the most wonderful little mewing