The Babysitting Job

Chapter 4

"How are you feeling? Any better?" My mom asks, coming into my room.

It was almost 11 o’clock at night, and my lips still hurt!

"No mom what the hell! Why is this happening?" I yell.

"Language Ariana! Anyways I'm going to bed just try to get some sleep."

I roll my eyes. "Okay."

And with that she left. I lay here and groan.

"Sorry," Colten says leaning against the door frame.

"About?" I ask.

He closes the door and sits on the edge of my bed.

"Touching your hand. I made you feel like this. And now it's causing you pain."

"What are you talking about Colten?" I ask, sitting up.

I was in pain, but I wasn't in the mood for this crap.

"I'll explain later. But to make the pain go away, you have to kiss me."

He cannot be serious.

"Kiss you? No thanks." I snort.

"Or you live with the pain." he shrugs casually.

"How the hell would you take the pain away?"

"Just kiss me damn it!" He growls.

"You don't control me!" I say, popping my head up from the pillow and laid back down.

Before I knew it he was straddling me. My eyes grow wide.

"Just kiss me okay you're not the only one with f*cking pain!" He growls.

I hesitate.

"And if it doesn't go away?"

Hold up! Was I actually considering this? What is wrong with me?

"Stop asking questions." He rolls his eyes.

"Fine." I say. As much as I don’t like Colten, I was in too much pain to not try it.

He lets out a breath of relief.

"But wait what about-" I couldn't finish my sentence before his lips were on mine.

Oh my gosh. His lips were like heaven, soft and velvety. I tangle my hands in his hair. He growls, pushing his body against mine.

I couldn’t help myself as my fingers found the hem of his t-shirt, sliding it off as he started biting my neck. I squeeze my lips together in attempt to gain some control over what my mouth wanted to let out. I could not believe what was happening.

Not removing his lips from my neck, his hands started yanking at my top, throwing it on the floor with his. He bites my lip before hungrily returning to my lips. He slides his hands down to my hips and pulls me closer, if that were even possible.

He growls against my lips again, and for a split second I notice they’re not in pain anymore.

I barely notice my surroundings until I hear the door creak open.

We are so screwed.

When the door creaks open I am prepared to either:

A) Be cussed out

B) Be kicked out

C) Watch Colten be killed prefacing my own slow, painful death

The door pushes all the way open revealing a 3 year old sporting purple pajamas.

Colten and I breathe out a breath of relief.

Lily's eyes widen.

"What are you guys doing?" She asks.

I quickly grab my shirt and throw it across my chest.

"Um, we were..." I trail off looking at Colten for help.

"Um she had a bug on her shirt, so she took it off and had me kill it." He says, dumbfounded.

"Oh. Where's your shirt?" She asks, gripping her teddy bear. He looks at me in hopes I can come up with a lie about as fast as he did.

"Um- he had to take it off to grab the bug. It was a spider." I say, forcing a smile and an oh so casual laugh.

"Oh. Well I want milk." She pouts.

"I'll get that." Colten says, standing up awkwardly from grabbing his shirt. He scratches the back of his neck.

Lily smiles and starts walking out of the room.

Colten got to the door then turned around.

"Stay." He says before walking out.

When he did finally leave the room, reality struck me.

I cheated on Louis. I love Louis! He was an amazing boyfriend! No- No he still is! I was the one that was a good girlfriend. That is until I let Colten kiss me.

Well did I have a choice?

Yes, because I kissed him back. Ugh!

But the weird thing is, my lips were no longer in pain. I pull my shirt over my head.

"Okay now you need to stay in bed okay? I have to make sure Ariana's spider is dead." I hear Colten’s voice lingering down the hallway.

"Night brother." I watch as Lily kisses his cheek and skips off.

He stands up and catches me looking, which sends my gaze to the floor with crimson cheeks.

"Why did you kiss me?" I ask.

"I had to okay? If we didn't we would both just be in more and more pain."

"Explain why the hell I had pain then." I cross my arms. This whole thing isn’t making sense, and he’s talking about it like he’s an expert.

"You won't believe me." he rolls his eyes.

"I will if you explain." I say. I wanted an explanation. I needed one!

"I'm a wolf. Well werewolf, or Lycan or Loup-Garou whatever the hell you wanna call it." He says.

"No your not." I scoff.

He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose.

"Now give me a reasonable explanation." I say again.

He growl, looking up at me. His eyes are gold. His teeth have grown fangs that could easily kill me. And that's all. But I'm sure he is only showing me.

And I freeze, paralyzed by fear.

"What?" I manage to choke out.

"Believe me now?" He says roughly, like he could snap my neck any minute.

I nod slowly. You know those dreams you have when you’re little, and you become so paralyzed by fear that you can’t scream? I was living my worst nightmare right now.

“I’m not gonna hurt you.” He assures.

I try to calm down, but my heart feels like it’s about to jump out of my chest.

"Why did all of this happen? The pain? The tingles?" I ask.

"Because I'm your mate." His eyes are still gold and surprisingly captivating.

"Why me? You hate me; I hate you!" I exclaim.

His teeth bareback. He growls, but you can tell he’s trying to calm down.

Okay I really didn't hate him, but he wasn't the nicest person on the planet.

"You can't be with Louis." He says.

My eyes widen. You’ve got to be kidding me.

"Hell to the no!" I yell.

"It's not your choice."

"If I want to be with a human and not a hairy dog then yeah, I think that is my choice!" I say.

He growls once again and I back up on my bed.

"You can't fight it Ariana. You belong with me whether you or I like it or not!"

"I'm not dumping Louis; I love him!"

"You love me. Deny it all you want I don't give a s**t. You are destined to love me. And I'm destined to love you."

Hold up- why in the world is this guy talking about love?

"How am I supposed to love a guy like you? I don't even like dogs that much." I cross my arms.

"Would you stop calling me a freaking dog?!" He snaps.

Being scared he could kill me, I shut up.

"Listen, you're just going to feel more and more pulled away from him and attracted to me. It’s steps Ariana. First we touch, then we kiss. Before you know it we’re mating. It’s just fact and you can't stop it. It'll be easier on both of us if you just dump him. If you don't, you'll get urges. Urges to kiss me not him. Urges to touch me, hug me, whatever the hell satisfies you. If you don't break up with him, that's how it will be for you. You’ll slowly be coming to dissatisfaction with him. And don’t feel like you’re alone in this, you’re the only satisfaction I can get.”

I need to breathe. This is way too much for one person to get in 45 seconds.

“How will Louis feel he walked in on you kissing me because you just couldn’t help the urges. It’ll be so much easier for you if you dump him.” He brushes a strand of hair out of my face.

"No!” I scoot back. “I'm different. If I have urges or whatever I can kiss him, simple."

"He won't satisfy you. I'm the only one that can do that." He says, getting closer with every word.

"That's not true." I choke out. Suddenly, it’s very hard to breathe.

"It’s true and you know it. You want to kiss me right now, but you won't."

Damn him for reading my mind! His breath is intoxicating, and I wanted nothing more but to jump back in time to fifteen minutes ago where we were shirtless on his bed.

"I won't give in."

"You will eventually babe." He says as his eyes turn back to brown. He gets close to my ear, which causes my heart rate to go up.

"You're mine." He whispers huskily.

I close my eyes and let out a deep breath.

"Just leave."

"As much as I'd hate if I had to, I can't." he smirks.

"Why?"

"Because you're bunking with me babe." He says, looking quite satisfied with himself.

I groan. I lay back and pulled the covers up. I should’ve known this whole ‘sleeping on the floor’ thing wasn’t going to last.

Colten flopped down and pulled my body against his.

"I swear I’ll push you onto the damn floor." I warn.

"I'll bet anything you can't move me. But touch all you want." He smirks.

I shove his chest and use my feet to push him on the other side of the bed. Not working, I scoot over to the edge only to be pulled back into him.

"Don't fight me." He says with hurt in his eyes.

"I'm not yours. I'm Louis's."

"That i***t doesn't know what he has." He rolls his eyes, resting his hands on my hips.

This time I gave in. It almost feels painful to shove him away.

"What does he have?" I ask, afraid of the answer.

"My mate. My beautiful, exotic,-" He takes a big breath through his nose "intoxicating mate."

I let a small breath out of my nose, almost as a laugh. "I'm not all that."

"No you're more." He says, kissing my lips quickly before letting me go.

"Do you want me on the floor?" He asks.

I sit, dumbfounded. He was really willing to go back to the floor?

"Ariana?" He asks again.

"Oh, um yeah." I nod, biting back a smile.

He grabs a pillow and a blanket from his closet and lays on the floor. It’s weird watching him willingly lay on the floor, seeing as he’s put up a good fight about it ever since I got here.

Colten Evans, is being nice to me, Ariana Strayer, because we're mates. Well that’s weird.