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"Ok now don't laugh." Passion said entering Joshua's bedroom.
The dress hugged her body tightly, flaring at the hip. The neckline was low but not too low, showing a modest amount of cleavage. The corner of his lip twitched as he fought a laugh, the dress was beautiful a deep green that skimmed above her knees.
"It's beautiful." Jason said coming towards her with lethal intent.
Passion backed away slowly, a smile tugging at her lips as he scooped her up in his arms.
"But what's underneath is more beautiful." He murmured into her hair kissing her softly on her temple.
Passion didn't know how to respond to that, he was holding her with such tenderness and his words dented the steel armour encasing her heart.
"Don't we have dinner at the Tsarev house tonight?" Passion asked resting her forearms on Joshua's shoulders, tilting her face up for his kiss.
His tongue brushed hers in erotic sweeps, running along the roof of her mouth. His hand gripped her hips and he pulled her further against his chest. Passion chuckled as their height difference was magnified. Her head barely reached his chest and his erection bumped against her stomach.
Joshua picked her up effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his hips anchoring herself firmly to him. Her eyes blazed with desire that he had aroused and it made him feel glad, smug even, that around him Passion felt free.
"Dinner is at seven." Joshua said against her neck inhaling her scent as he walked her to the bed.
Setting her upon the mattress he began his
devilish ministrations, nipping at the crest of her breast his hands sliding up the skirt of her dress.
"It's quarter too." Passion said, smiling when his eyes widened with shock just before they fell heavy.
"I'm the Alpha its fashionable to be late." Joshua stated continuing his hands ascent towards her crotch. Passion giggled clutching tufts of his hair as his fingers found their way inside her panties.
"Josh we really have to go, your girlfriend will be waiting." She said without malice. Joshua smiled placing his lips against her skin feeling the course of blood in her veins throb through her body.
Joshua felt pain in his jaw as he controlled the distension of his incisors, he wanted so much to sink his teeth into her and mark her as his. Joshua pulled from her with a snarl.
"Josh?" Passion asked, wincing at the regret in her voice. She couldn't afford to let him know just how much she liked his touch.
"You're right we have to go it would be rude if we didn't." Joshua said without a backwards glance. Passion growled with sexual frustration muffling her aggravation into the pillow.
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Passion asked herself for the hundredth time why she had even bothered to accompany Joshua on his little dinner date. He could dress it down as much as he wanted but this was so a date and the thought didn't sit well with her.
The fact that the thought didn't sit well with her only made her feel ten times worse. If that wasn't bad enough Joshua was acting as if he hadn't pulled away from potentially mind blowing sex.
Joshua smiled when Passion growled again, her hands tightening around the steering wheel, her jaw clenched tightly as she concentrated on the road. He hadn't meant to offend her, he had only done what he thought had been right and stepped away from something he knew she wasn't ready for.
"There it is. The cluster of summer homes the humans rent out during the summer period." Passion said.
The headlights of the pickup illuminated a grand Victorian house, made from light wood with flower boxes in every window. Passion felt queasy.
"Come on." Joshua said exiting the vehicle.
"Come on." Passion imitated.
Joshua made it to the door first and pressed the doorbell. A loud cacophony of bird noises wailed into the evening, starling Passion out of her mood. Joshua laughed as she grabbed hold of his arm the door opening wide emitting a waft of cooking food and warmth.
"Welcome." Joshua smiled at the small white haired woman with bright blue eyes, beside her stood Bebe her hand linked with her mothers.
They both wore similar dresses of pale yellow and pearls around their throats. Passion rubbed her hand over her own outfit, wincing as her palm chafed against the denim of her jeans. How unsightly, she thought as Bebe made introductions.
"This is my mother Samantha and my farther Boris." She said as a large, burly seven foot man walked into the foyer.
Curly, long salt and pepper hair ran down to the centre of his back. His biker jacket glistened beneath the stunning chandelier that soaked the refined room in light.
"Honestly Boris, what have I told you about wearing that hideous thing when we have guests."
The woman was so much smaller than her husband that Passion found it hilarious when she wagged her finger at him.
"But you said to wear my best outfit." The man growled.
His face was made of harsh lines and an unruly beard. Although he could easily shake the house with his voice, he chose to be soft and loving towards his mate. Passion couldn't help but envy them.
"If this is your best then I don't know why I've bothered trying to change you for the past thirty years." Samantha huffed. Boris walked towards her, his thick books clunking against the polished wood floor.
"You've done wonders." He said lifting Samantha up into his arms and making toward the grand spiral stairs.
"Umm mom, dad we have guests." Bebe said pleadingly.
Joshua snorted behind his hand as Samantha apologised profusely. Boris didn't even bother to appear repentant. He eyed the Alpha of the Oak River clan, Joshua Oaken if he wasn't mistaken.
