Hunger Inside

[lycan_laurel]

Hurt, watching them fucking hurt me, as much as I wanted X happy, it meant I was alone, I could do alone, but I was use to him being around following me like a puppy. She was alive, his mate was alive, and yes I rejoiced, but I cursed as well. I’m a monster, selfish, and cruel

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[lindsey_452]

She’s fucking around with me, that’s why she’s taking her time with her wine and her meal, she knows damn well that every male in this restaurant has his eyes on her, and the fact that some of the females do too, they’re jealous that they can’t be like her, and jealous that they can’t have her.

I’ll be damned if I fall for that game. I just think she’d be a good fuck. Although a few of the most gorgeous people I know-well the sex was less than desirable, describing them as a dry fish may be giving them too much credit, but for some reason. I doubt that would be the case with this one, the way she moved…she oozed sexy. Sexy was a derogatory word…sure, but in her case, it described her, she didn’t seem like the innocent girl next door type, she was downright sexy. Everyone here wanted to bed her. I was certainly no exception.

The waiter returned and told me about what the young woman had said. I liked her game, she was elusive-made it that much more interesting. I simply nodded and told the waiter to keep her glass full constantly.

I watched as she drank a few more glasses before getting up and putting my napkin on my chair and walking towards her, but I stopped and turned towards the bathroom when I saw an older man approaching her table. I couldn’t help but chuckle…if she went for him, she was clearly not in it for the sex but rather for the money-not someone I want. I want someone for the amazing mind-blowing sex.

When I returned from the bathroom I went back to my seat and ate my appetizer in piece, occasionally glancing over in the direction of the young woman, she had managed to lose the old man and was still enjoying her wine.

I finished my appetizer and then wiped my mouth before getting up to walk towards her again. “I’m Lindsey McDonald-and I’ve been buying you drinks all night.” I said as I extended my hand to her.

If all else failed and I didn’t get this woman tonight, there was always the next time she came to dinner….if there’s one thing I am…it’s persistent.