Edward
Connor was the most unreasonable person I had ever met in my life, no wonder he was the perfect lock! He was so incredibly hard headed that no matter what rugby ball hit him in the head it wouldn't affect him. If fact you could aim a missile and it would still bounce back. We had just had an argument for five minutes about him just parking in the garage. He insisted the driveway because he was leaving anyway.
I didn't understand why he was so intent on leaving me. Why couldn't he just spend the night? It was evident he wanted too, I could see it in his eyes at the cafe, the pure wanton need for me. His breaths laboured, his green eyes darkening and his studying eyes taking every inch of me before dropping down to my thighs. I knew he could see it, my need for him but he was resisting.
