Before Red could even answer, Wolf wrapped an arm around her and told the bus driver to keep driving. She was shocked - Wolf had his arm around her waist, and his eyes on her. She trembled under his stare as he began to walk down the nearly-empty street.
"I'm a girl with morals," she choked out again.
Wolf looked down at her, an unholy light in his eyes. "I know," he smirked.
Wolf led her deeper and deeper into the woods beside the city, his grip firm, yet strangely gentle. He didn't look at Red once on their trip, and she was too startled to say anything.
Finally, Wolf stopped. Red looked timidly around and saw that she was in a small meadow, littered with dry leaves and pine needles. When she turned, she gasped. Wolf had pulled his shirt off, exposing his creamy, flawless skin and strong muscles. He gave her a knowing smile before he lay down in the middle of the field. He quriked one eyebrow at her. "Well, are you coming, or not?"
Red knew she probably couldn't make it back by herself. She had no idea where she was. And Wolf was just so dreamy.....
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