Are You Jealous Of Ryker?

I kissed him and my body reacted just as it would with Maverick. I felt him stiffened for a second. Perhaps he was thinking it was an illusion.

"You are so cute with that expression, Ryker. I love cute guys," I said, grinning. It still baffles me how I wasn't afraid of him.

Although Ryker was the beast, he was warm and gentle unlike Maverick brutal personality. Or was I mistaken? Wasn't the wolf supposed to be the brutal one?

"Does that mean you love me?" He asked, his face lit up in a dashing smile.

"I told you, I love cute guys so yeah. I love you, Ryker," I told him, smiling.

And for the first time, I saw Ryker laughing. It was like a laugh of victory aimed at someone in particular but I was the only one in the study.

He drew me closer to himself as his mouth descended on mine. He tasted minty, to my surprise. Wasn't he supposed to taste like, perhaps a beast? But what do I know? I let him explore my mouth carefully, afraid that I might get injured by him, I guess.

I could hear