I move the last step closer and go to wrap my arms around him when he shocks me by picking me up around my waist. He pulls me to his chest and I rest my head on his large shoulder as he cuddles me.

"You smell amazing," he mutters, and then he kisses my cheek. Unlike the first unexpected time, his lips stay longer. I feel the firmness of them and his scent overwhelms me. He smells like flowers, extremely sweet but somehow doesn't take away from his manliness.

"I can't wait." He says before he pulls away, I look up at him in confusion as he puts me down and he just grins.

"Wyatt look after our girl," Atti shouts and I don't hear Wyatt’s mumble as I get his car.

"I swear that guy was made to piss me off. It's a shame I can't kill him." Wyatt mumbles as he drives and I just laugh.

"He is different but harmless. I think." I smile at Wyatt as he puts a hand on knee.

"Atti isn't harmless, trust me. But he wouldn't ever hurt you." He tells me. A look I don't understand on his face.

Wyatt drives me home with another one of those teasing kisses by my door.

My dreams are filled with a cheeky face and floating flowers.

Chapter Thirteen

“Can we try something new today?” I breathlessly ask Jaxson after he knocks me on my back again. I groan as I roll on my side and get up. The bastard is standing near me, with his arms crossed and an amused look on his smug face. I know he enjoys watching me suffer, he is a sadist like that. It was also not funny when I got lost on my drive here, his directions do not make sense. I must have took five wrong turnings before I got here.

“Like what lass?” He finally asks. I ignore him and walk over to the wall of weapons. There is every type you can think of hung on the wall and several that I have no idea what they do. The crossbow catches my eye and I walk towards it without knowing why.

“Careful, why do you want to learn this?” Jaxson asks as I touch the wooden crossbow. Its silver in the middle with a wooden base and leather around the handle.

“I just do, can I have a try? If I’m terrible then I won’t ask again and I'll get you a bag of brownies from the café at uni,” I say.

“How did you find out I like brownies?” He asks me.

“Freddy texts me now, it came up.” I laugh when Jaxson frowns.

“I didn’t know he had a phone.” He replies and I fail at holding in a louder giggle.

“So?” I ask as he pulls the crossbow off the wall and gets a bag of wooden arrows out the closet.