This is crazy. She’s made my body react in a way I’ve never experienced before. No woman has ever interested me before. I’ve spent years wondering why I’ve watched all my friends fall in love and get married, but that life was never for me. Now, I see what I’ve been missing. Now, I see I was waiting for Teagan.
I’m about to get out of the car to go and greet her when I see a man approaching her. She has her arms wrapped around herself protectively and she looks nervous as the guy starts trying to talk to her. I feel anger surge through me and I get out of the car, slamming the door behind me. The man jumps when he sees me storming toward them, my fists clenched. He takes a step back.
“Whoah, dude, I was just chatting with her,” the guy says, but I can see the guilt on his face, and Teagan looks anxious at the man’s presence. I glare down at him.
“You were making her uncomfortable. What were you doing? Preying on an innocent young girl?” I growl, stepping closer to him. I feel protective of Teagan. Like she’s mine. And by the time I’m through with this night, she will be. I won’t ever let another man bother her again, especially not some creep like him.
“I wasn’t doing anything, I swear!” the man says, glancing around him for an escape route. I grab him by the shirt.
“You’d better run on home than before I really make you pay for being a creep,” I snarl in his face. When I let him go, he sprints off into the darkness right away. Teagan lets out a deep sigh like she’s been holding her breath.
“I’m so glad you’re here, Kian,” she whispers, her bright blue eyes meeting mine. “I thought he was going to make me go somewhere with him or something…”
“I’d never let anyone hurt you,” I growl, stepping closer to her and closing the gap between us. How did I not realize how beautiful she was before? She was just a kid back then… but now, there’s a woman standing before me. I’ve never wanted anyone or anything so badly in my life. I just want to grab her and hold her close, let her know that she’s safe as long as I’m around. I want to do much more than that as well, but I can’t believe I’m thinking these things about my best friend’s daughter. David would never forgive me if he found out what’s going through my mind right now.
“I’ve had such a crappy night,” Teagan admits, biting her lip as tears form in her eyes. “I just want to get out of here.”
“Let me take you home,” I say, putting an arm around her. She looks a little surprised at the contact between us, and for a moment I’m scared she’ll move away. But then she seems to snuggle into my embrace and she looks up at me, her innocent eyes shining in the moonlight. It occurs to me how much I’d love to take her photograph. I’ve taken pictures of many beautiful places over the years, but I never photograph people. Maybe it’s because I’ve never seen true beauty in a person until this moment.
I lead her back to the car and open the door for her. She thanks me with a gentle smile and I have to pause a minute outside the car to compose myself, or I know I’ll pounce on her. I want her so badly. My cock is rock hard and adrenaline is surging through my veins. She’s everything and more. How did I live my life before without her in it? Now, she’s consuming my every thought, controlling the reactions of my body, driving me wild.
I’m going to make her mine.
Chapter Two
Teagan
As we pull up at Kian’s house, I feel a rush of nerves overcoming me. I can’t have imagined the sexual tension between us the whole ride back here, and now I feel as though it’s all going to come to a head. How am I supposed to resist him when I’m on his home turf? If he touches me again, I know I’ll be powerless to stop myself from giving everything to him. If he looks at me right, I know I’ll succumb to his advances. I’ve never wanted anything so badly, and yet I know that all of this is so wrong.
It feels like I’m betraying my Dad just by being here, even if it was his idea. I know that if he could see the tension between Kian and me, he never would’ve suggested it. But now that I sense that Kian feels the same, I know it’s going to be so much harder to deny my feelings for him. He parks and he walks around to my side of the car to open the door for me, offering a hand to me as I step out. He’s such a gentleman, but as our hands touch, I know that I’ll be anything but a lady if he touches me like I want him to. I want him to make love to me. I want him to sweep me off my feet and explore my body with kisses. I want him to thrust deep inside me and make me cry out his name as we fuck. How am I supposed to turn those kinds of advances down just because I know my Dad would disapprove.