Page 126 of His Hungry Wolf

Lou added, “Knowing Quin, it will be a long, hard session. Very long… if you know what I mea…”

“…Alright, I’m gonna go. Text me,” Cage said before escaping, glancing at Lou as he did.

“What was that all about? Okay, I get the dog and the bone thing. Very funny. Haha. But saying, “It’s going to be a long, hard session?”” I asked Lou pissed.

“Very long,” he said with a smirk.

“What were you doing?”

“You said he has a girlfriend?”

“Yes. He has a girlfriend!”

“Very interesting,” he said smirking at me like he knew everything and I knew nothing. “Very… interesting,” he continued before slipping into his bedroom and not returning.

I didn’t get much sleep that night. If I wasn’t trying to figure out what Lou was seeing that I wasn’t, I was thinking about how I had made things weird with Cage, or what it would be like to see his naked body again.

I was a complete mess. That man did things to me. And after only the third time seeing him, I couldn’t get him out of my mind.

Why did he have to have a girlfriend? Why did he have to be so perfect? And, why did he have to smell so good? Someone explain to me why his scent made me want to shift into my wolf and chase him down like a gazelle. Why?

God does it suck being the only one in existence like me!

The next day at study hall was less weird than the night before. For the most part, we stuck to the course material and only veered away when we took our dinner break.

“I brought an extra sandwich if you want one?” I told him pulling it from my bag.

“You brought an extra sandwich?” He asked more surprised than I could have guessed.

“Yes. Do you want it? I figured you would have a lot swirling around up there and might not remember to bring something.”

“Wow! I’m not used to people being so thoughtful.”

“What? Come on. You’re a famous football player. You must have people doing things for you all of the time.”

“It’s not the same,” he said taking the sandwich. “Thank you, by the way. Yeah, there’s a difference between someone doing something for you because they’re getting something from you, and someone doing something just to be nice.”

“I get that. There are a lot of people who can see you as a stepping stone on their path to getting what they want. You’re just an object to them. They forget that you have feelings too. And, maybe your desires don’t line up with everyone’s expectations for you.”

“Wow! Exactly,” he said staring at me and once again turning me into a heaping pile of boy-crush.

“What?” I asked when his gaze became too much.

“How would you know that feeling so perfectly?”

What was I supposed to say to that? I liked Cage. I liked him a lot, maybe more than I should. So, I didn’t want to freak him out. At least not yet.

Besides, I chose a school in the middle of nowhere for a reason. Coming here was the best shot I had of fading into the background. I just wanted someone to see me as a normal guy for once. Was that wrong of me? I couldn’t tell.

“My uncles played in the NFL. They told me.”

“Oh. Yeah, they got it right,” Cage confirmed leaning back and relaxing his gaze.

Finishing our sandwiches, we got back to work. By midnight, we had covered everything.

“So, that’s all of it?” Cage asked.

“All that’s going to be covered in the quiz tomorrow. Do you think you have it?”