Benson's POV
I sat out on my balcony, staring at the view of the woods. I didn't like how much time Lucy had been spending with other guys. She was my mate. I've been trying so hard to hold out on marking her, and it isnt easy. She constantly teases me with the sway of her curvy hips when she walk, the way she pouts her lips and rests her chin on her palm when she's thinking about something really thouroghly.
How I would love to know exactly what she thinks about. I think. I know that I only found her a two weeks ago, but I can already tell I'm falling for her. I haven't looked at another girl since she came into my life. Except to tell Stephanie and her groupie that I didn't want them. I had my mate and that was enough. Even if I glance at a girl and she is beautiful I always end up c
