I watched as her head tipped back in laughter when one of the high school dudes asked if she was single. He was looking at her like she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen—and he’d be fucking right. Mine. The possessiveness I felt over this woman startled me at times. I’d never been that guy. Never needed to claim anyone as my own. Until now. And I wanted to fucking claim her. I needed to figure this shit out.
