I hop down off the counter, leaving Seth standing there dumbfounded. It takes everything in me to make myself leave him standing there alone, especially when he's just in a towel and looking like that. By that, I mean absolutely delicious looking.

His black hair is hanging in his eyes, water still dripping over every inch of his olive, tattooed skin. His emerald gaze holds promises of seduction if I stay, but he'd already been satisfied once today. That was the thought I held onto as I made myself exit the bathroom, because if I let him touch me again I don't think I'd ever want to leave.

Don't think I'd ever want to leave?

Jesus, I haven't even spent that much time with him and I'm already acting like my fifteen-year-old self again. I've returned to that young girl who gets the fluttering butterfly feeling in the pit of her stomach every single time Seth walks in the room. I'm a hot pathetic mess.

I huff out in frustration at myself as I enter my room. I close the door behind me and lean against it, catching my breath. His kiss did that. It left me breathless and my body begging for more. I'd always wanted more from him, even as a young girl, but he'd never seen it. I'd always just been his best friend's little tomboy sister, a nuisance.

But now, now things are different. He wants me. Well, maybe not me per se. He most likely just wants me for my body. It wouldn't be much different than what any other guy wants. The outside, not the inside. What Rhys and I had almost walked in on earlier is a key indicator that he is just like every other guy.

He's twenty-three, I remind myself. He can do whatever with whoever he wants and I shouldn't feel any type of way about it. But, rather unfortunately, I was coming to find out that I did feel a particular way about it. But those particular feelings I'd rather not think about right now.

Sarah was so beautiful it hurt. She was a good few inches taller than me with legs that went on for days. Her hair was long, blonde, and exquisite. I remember trying to dye my hair like that when I was younger only for it to come out a fried copper-colored disaster. Seeing her standing next to him, him covered in sweat and covered in her stench, had made my stomach roll.

It had taken everything in me to try and not react. It was only head, Rae. I had and have to continuously remind myself this. It was just a quick blow and a few kisses. It was nothing to be mind-blown about.

Why I'd done it I don't even know. I suppose apart of me had always wanted to be with him sexually. He was the first person I'd ever even thought about in that context. He was the first one I'd ever thought about while I did what he'd apparently saw me doing that night.

He'd seen me mast- Nope. I'm not even going to think about him standing there, watching me as I moaned his name as I climaxed. And I had climaxed hard. So fucking embarrassing.

When I'd gone into the bathroom and saw him doing exactly what I had just been doing I couldn't help but watch. Seth was the single most attractive person I have ever seen and watching him pleasure himself had sparked a carnal instinct in me that I didn't even know existed. The look on his face right before he was about to release was one I'd imagined him making and had done so on more than one occasion. When my name came out of his mouth I panicked.

Everything that'd happened after that was as chaotic as my heart rate right now. All over the fucking place. I let out another sigh as I push myself off the door and head over to the closet. I have a date with Liam tonight, who is another fine specimen, if I do say so myself. He's tall with beautiful blue eyes, very clean cut and preppy looking. I bet he was the prom king, he looks like he'd be.

He's gentlemanly and kind, almost too kind, but seeing Seth the other night had clearly thrown him off. That was the night of our third date, one where I'd told him I wanted to go home afterwards instead of back to his place. The reason was because, for some reason, I felt like I shouldn't go home with him.

Then I get home and Seth has Miss Venezuela standing next to him in the kitchen looking like a kitten ready to pounce. By kitten I mean a sex kitten considering she was eye-fucking him to death. Not that I blame her though. She was yet another gorgeous woman attracted to all that is Seth. The bad boy demeanor, the tattoos, that fucking smile. I hate him.

Needless to say, Liam was a bit thrown off when Seth, looking like he'd just been ravished, had opened the door. Any man would feel intimidated looking at Seth. It was the height, two full sleeves of tattoos, those muscles of his. It all screamed dominant, sexy alpha male. And on top of it all he could back it up.

He could smile that enticing smile but also take a hit to that beautiful face like it was nothing. Not only could he take a hit, he could deliver them with deadly force. Then, at the end of it all, still manage to look like he was walking off the god damn cover of GQ. Again, I hate him.

I had assured Liam that Seth was no one, just a friend of the family that was staying with us. Not like someone I'd been kissing in my bedroom earlier that same evening or anything. Definitely not like he was the guy I'd moved to get away from five years ago. No, instead I'd gotten someone else.

I feel myself cringe from head to toe. No. I'm not going to the dark place. There will be no dark and twisty right before my date. Nope. None of that.

I shake my head of those thoughts and slip on my dark green dress. I strap on my heels, then look in the mirror. Damn, I look good. Something about this dress is just sexy. It's definitely the color. A color that reminds me of a certain someone's eyes. God damn it. I roll my eyes at my reflection then hear the doorbell ring.

"I've got it!" I call out into the hallway as I exit my room. Seth's bedroom door is closed anyway, thank god. The last thing I need is the two of them interacting with each other anymore. "I'll be right there." I call out, almost at the door.

Before I open it I smooth out my dress. I take a deep breath then put on my sexiest she-devil smile as I open the door. "Well, hello there sex-" I choke on my words the moment I look at the man standing on the other side.

"If it isn't little Raegan Travers." He beams a warm, lopsided smile at me. A smile that looks all too familiar. "I haven't seen you in years."

"Hello, Mr. McCaslin." I partially stutter over my embarrassment of almost calling him sexy. Which, if I'm honest, for an older man, he really is though.

"Call me Sean. I hate being called Mr. McCaslin." He rakes his hand through his thick salt and pepper colored locks. "Are you visiting your brother?"

"I actually moved back home. I'm just here until I find a place of my own."

"Get sick of all the heat and humidity?"

An uncomfortable wave of nausea rolls through me. "Yeah, something like that." I swallow nervously thinking of the real reason why I'd left.

He eyes me knowingly, like he sees straight through my bullshit response. "Is Seth here?" He asks instead of prying.

"Uh yeah, Mr. uh Sean." It feels odd calling him by his first name. "He's here, do you want to come in and I'll go get him?"

"No, I'll just wait out here."

I ask him if he's sure and he just gives me a nod. I close the door and hurry down the hallway to Seth's room. I knock twice before he opens.

"Wh-" He looks me up and down with a look of appreciation. "What?"

"Your Dad is at the door and he's asking for you."

He doesn't say anything else, he just walks past me to the door. I walk over to the kitchen behind him and grab myself a water out of the fridge. I can't really make out what they're talking about but I do hear the word Halloween a few times.

"Rae." I hear Seth's voice say but something about the tone seems off.

"Yeah?" I turn and look at the door seeing a third body there. "Oh." I grab my purse off the counter before heading to the door. "Hey, Liam." I smile as Seth actually let's me pass this time. Jolly Green Giant.

"Hello, princess." After he says it I hear a snort from both Seth and his father which I try to ignore. "Ready to go?"

"Yes." I smile and then look over to Seth's dad. "It was good seeing you, Sean."

"Likewise." He smiles and nods back.

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A/N:

Writing from different perspectives is a new thing for me in this series. I never did it in the first book but it almost makes me want to write a bonus chapter at the end of that book from Monica's perspective.

(EDIT)

- Now there's an entire book dedicated to Monica's perspective of book one. If you want to check her book out you can do so on my page! It's called Falling For Darkness.