Willow
We have thirty minutes before the next class, and we usually have to already be in class, making sure that everything is in order. Professors usually have to be in class ten minutes before lessons, but not Leo, unless he has back-to-back classes.
He stares at my lips, and his pupils dilate, something primal and hungry in them. Is it his wolf?
I wrap my arms around his broad shoulders, and he doesn’t move or even flinch. The lab is a little too quiet, with just the sounds of our heartbeats and heavy breathing.
I close the tiny space between us. The moment my lips touch his, I half expect him to stop me, but he slightly bites my bottom lip and before we know it, we find ourselves kissing.
He moves one hand from my waist to my thigh, his warm hand creeping under the thin fabr
