The Only Exception Ch. 07 - Sex Stories

The Only Exception Ch. 07

... for Adam to ask me back over. He knew that my mood had dropped significantly since he picked me up at the diner. And sure, maybe it was true, I did ask Adam if he wanted to hang out yesterday and he might have said "it's not a good night" again, and I may have cried myself to sleep over it but that wasn't anybody's business but my own.

"He's just really busy and I.. I don't want to complain. I don't know how humans do dating but I doubt they like clingy partners," I answered softly as I gazed out of the window at the passing trees.

"You're going into heat soon. You're entitled to be clingy with the guy you're gonna spend it with," Gabe muttered under his breath. When I didn't respond he continued with, "I ought to kick his ass."

"I'd like to see you try," I retorted angrily, exhausted from my brothers constant criticism. "He's at least as strong as any beta I've seen. I doubt you'd be a threat," I challenged, knowing how it would irritate him to hear that and, at this point, I wanted to knock him down a peg.

"Maybe I would if he actually wanted to see you again!" He spat meanly.

I clenched my jaw tight and forced myself to not react. I didn't have a response for him and I didn't want to tear up and show how he'd won the argument, again, so we finished the drive in stony silence. It was true, I hadn't seen Adam since the day he told me he loved me. He was busy, I was busy. I had my heat to prepare for and he was taking over more responsibilities at his mom's ...

... restaurant. His mom was sick and dying. She needed him. I couldn't impose if he was taking care of her. It had only been a week. Everything was fine. I would survive. My wolf, however, was on edge from not seeing him. My preheat was in full force and, at the best of times, I was terribly needy and desperately clingy, craving any type of physical contact available to me. I often cuddled up to my siblings, in need of a caring touch, and we would watch tv or read or crochet. Any excuse that allowed me to be close without acting too obvious about it. However, now I couldn't stand for anyone to touch me. I stayed isolated in my room when I wasn't at work and locked the door so that they wouldn't try to comfort me. Even my own mother hugging me felt uncomfortable and the lack of physical contact was causing me to become extremely depressed.

It was strange and painful how badly I craved Adam, for nothing less could sooth me and I hated that. I wished I could depend on my family like normal so that I wouldn't become a bother to him or get in his way. He said he loved me. I didn't want to do anything that would cause him to fall out of love with me. He was human so I knew that could happen. I wouldn't let it happen. So I stayed quiet about my steadily increasing need for him to help me nest. I wanted to be a good boyfriend. I didn't want to ask for too much. He was busy and that was okay.

It was just fine except for that part where my skin was itching to be touched by him, even in ...