Summer's POV
Desmond ushered me into the office and locked the door behind us—firmly. The office looked exactly like the word 'standard' with shelves of books—mainly football stuffs, a smooth glass table, and comfortable arm chair. I turned to face me to see him checking me out.
"This jersey fits you perfectly," Desmond commented. "Maybe we should try some football practice later." The hunger in his eyes was so evident now that his chin became tensed and taut. Wolves have a very great libido—at least I have discovered that part of them through the specie the goddess gifted me. Desmond looked hungry—too hungry; his eyes were narrowed, raking all over my body. I know he was gritting his teeth because I saw how firm his chin was.
I leaned my buttocks on the table with a seductive pose. H
