Roan is a bit erm...rough around the edges, maybe? "You think I didn't see you watching? You had your eyes all over me. Answer me. Who the eff are you?" I mean the boy is like a possessive wolf and you just don't want to cross his a**, "Fox growled under his breath glowering at blondie. "You're making it worse, Oz. Go away." Jerking me closer, he hissed as my shoulder bumped into his." He has a lot to learn and luckily for Roan, Theresa has patience to teach his crazy a**, "my eyes flared. "Why on my stomach? A vital part of my anatomy isn't usable unless you intend to teach me how to dry hump a mattress." I mean Roan maybe an animal (I'm seriously talking figuratively and literally in this case people) he does care about Theresa she teaches him, "once again you ask about my well being when I'm the one who just effed you like a beast." He looked up with desolate eyes. "Can you forgive me for taking you like that? Today of all effing days. I should've kissed you and made sweet gentle love rather than bruise you like the bast*rd I am."
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