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D EA N I placed my bag on the back seat of my car and went inside the driver's seat. I turned the engine on and I heard my phone rang. It was Garret, a friend and one of my teammate, calling. He wanted to hitch a ride with me to the camp place. "Garret." I answered the call. "Are you on your way? I just finished taking a bath." He said. "Yes." I said. "Okay. Okay." I ended the call and placed my phone on the dashboard and drive to Garret's house which took me ten minutes. I parked in front of his house and pressed the horn to notify him that I was already outside waiting for his lazy ass. I heard someone calling Garret and said that I was already outside and the door front door opened. Garret's sister, Elouise, went out wearing black mini skirt, showing her legs and I bet it made all the boys go crazy about it. She still looked beautiful and a little mature when I last saw her. "Dean." She called and walked like a model on the pavement to their gate. I went out of the car and smiled at her. "Hey." I greeted back and she went out of the gate and walked towards me. "It's been a while." She smiled and stopped a few inches away from me. "You look even manlier and hotter." She said I saw her bit her bottom lip for a second. I smiled. "No, you're the one who looked even more beautiful and I like how you look right now, mature." She chuckled and looked down on her body. Her boobs did grew bigger and her body curves improves. I remembered that night when I slept on their house in one of the guest rooms and she kept on stealing glances at me and I didn't expect her to sneak inside my room and we ended up having s*x. Garret didn't know about it and I didn't know if she told him about it. "Yeah? Thanks." She blushed and snaked her arm around mine, nudging closer to me and I knew that she intentionally brushed her breast on my arm and looked at me with lustful eyes. All the girls just wanted the same thing from me. They all just wanted s*x. "Mom, I'm going now." I heard Garret said making me glance at the front door and Garret hadn't stepped outside yet. "Can we see each other after your camp?" Elouise said and pressed her hand on my chest. "I don't know. Maybe no. I'm going to be busy after our camp." I said and she pouted. "That's too bad." She said and I just nodded and Garret went out from their house. Elouise let go of my arm and stepped back. "Sorry." Garret said. "It's fine." I said. "Just place your thing at the backseat." "You should be thankful that I keep him entertained." Elouise said making me chuckle and Garret closed the door of the backseat after placing his things. "Shut up." He said and scanned her sister. "What the hell are you wearing? Are you wearing anything at all?" "What I'm wearing is none of your business." She said and waved her hand at me before she walked back inside their house. "Did you had s*x with my sister?" Garret asked and I looked at him. "Once." I said. I didn't have to lie about it and Garret wasn't surprised at all. He just looked at me before he nodded his head. "I knew it. She kept on asking about you and it really annoys me." He said. The school was ten minutes away from Garret's house, and I had originally planned on going ahead to the camp site. But something unusual happened that made Valir wake up and try to come out. Something smelled so good, and it was pulling me toward it. I had to fight to keep myself in control. Mate! Valir groaned excitedly. I parked on the sidewalk in front of our school, making Garret frown at me. "I thought we were going ahead of them?" he asked. "I need to do something here. It's still early anyway," I said, and Garret nodded as we got out of the car. The smell—like fresh morning coffee—was so strong and intoxicating. It was coming from inside the campus, and I fought the urge to run toward it to find out who it was. I found some of my teammates standing in a circle, talking about girls and planning to sneak alcohol into the camp. "Dean! Garret!" Wesley called when he saw us approaching, and the rest of the group turned toward us. "We thought you were going ahead to the campsite," Tristan said. "He changed his mind," Garret answered as he walked over to his 'twin,' Earl. They weren't actually twins, but we called them that since they looked so much alike and were practically inseparable. I scanned the area because the scent didn't belong to anyone from my team. Then I saw him. The guy from the volleyball team. He was sitting on a bench with his eyes closed, headphones on, completely immersed in his music. He looked different from the last time I saw him, when he picked up the ball outside the gym. More relaxed. More... captivating. I stared without realizing it, and someone shook his shoulder to get his attention. He opened his eyes, and they spoke briefly—something about buying him a drink. Then, suddenly, his gaze met mine. My heart pounded wildly, and Valir howled in excitement. Let's talk to him. Valir urged. "Hey, Garret," I called out, interrupting his conversation with Earl. "Yes, boss?" he said. "Do you want to drive my car?" Garret's face lit up. "Of course!" he exclaimed, slinging his arm around Earl's shoulders. "Good." I pulled my car key from my pocket and handed it to him. "Take Earl with you." "What about you?" "I'm taking the bus," I replied. He frowned but nodded. The bus arrived with our coaches, and we boarded after the volleyball team. I scanned the seats and gladly, my mate didn't have anyone sitting next to him. Perfect. I made my way to the back and sat beside him. Valir and I groaned internally—he smelled so good. Just being this close to him was torture. He didn't even noticed me. He just looked out the window, lost in his music, completely unaware of the chaos inside me. I tried to cover my nose, but his scent still overwhelmed me. I needed to move. I needed to get out of there before I lost control. I stood up as the bus stopped at a red light and walked toward the farthest seat, where Dave—one of my teammates—was sitting. "Hey, Dean. You're here? I thought you were driving." "I did, but I let Garret take the car. Can we switch seats? I'm feeling sick," I said. "Is this your first time riding a bus?" he asked as he stood up. "Yes," I admitted honestly, which surprised him. "Dude, are you serious?" he chuckled in amusement. "That's Dean for you," Lukas said from behind him. I nodded and took Dave's seat. He laughed and walked toward the back to take mine. But it didn't help. I could still smell him. And it was torture. *******
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