I led Wesley to his bedroom half asleep, his eyes barely open as he plopped down onto the bed. I smiled as I tugged off his shirt and pants before watching him nuzzle into the bed sheets. He inhaled them unconsciously, sending both my wolf and I swooning.
God he was beautiful. Sandy hair and blue eyes that drove me wild. He wasn't rippling with muscles, but was toned enough to be sleek and utterly beautiful. He had a single dimple in his right cheek that unless you saw him really laughing you wouldn't notice, big bushy eyebrows and thick hair on top of his head. I forced myself away from him and trudged downstairs, dreading the impending doom I knew was about to meet me. I saw the back of his body before I saw his face, but when he turned it just reminded me just how much I looked like hi
