He
woke up, groggy and disoriented. What the hell happened last night? He glanced
around at his surroundings, taking in the scene around him. Oh.... it
all came back to him in a rush. The monster, the party. . . the one that got
away!
"Damn
it!" He knocked some ruble away from him, sending it flying across the
ruined floor. How could he let such a female out of his grasp?! She was
beautiful, perfect in every way shape and form. She drove him completely mad
and he lusted after her like a dog in heat... damn be had the most rocking body
too, beautiful crimson eyes, long vibrant pink hair, and her breasts were the
perfect size for touching and-
"Fuck!"
Took the words right out of my mouth.
His
eyes surveyed the area until he found the source. And Lord and behold, it was
the female! He jumped to his feet and walked cautiously to the female. She
looked absolutely wasted! She lay on a pile of broken bricks and concreate. She
struggled to get to her feet, one hand clutched at her head at the pain her
surely acquired hang over produced.
"Hey,
wild thing, you want some help?" He had the smuggest look on his
face, one a true idiot with the hots for a dangerous girl would have.
She
glance up at him, flipped him off and got to her feet.
"I've
got.. it.. thanks... .you.." She tried to push past him but he held her to
him. She didn't fight much, but that might have been because she was still
waking up. Once she was fully to her senses, he was sure he was in for the
fight of his life. Cool! He
thought enthusiastically as he helped her to what looked like a
couch. He wasn't going to let her get away this time.
