My Name is NOT Cupcake

Chapter 2

Inside the house was amazing. It looked like something off of MTV Cribs. It was made for parties.

There was even a bar. People started filling in quickly. By the time the sun went down, the place was

packed. It was a good thing we were far from the next resident, or there would have been a huge noise

complaint. The house was throbbing with music. You could feel the base in your shoes and I loved it. I

danced with Mason in between drinks. I was buzzed and feeling good.

Before this, I didn’t go to parties often because of my dad’s paranoia. He was always worried that

something bad would happen to Nolan and me. I lived a restrained and boring life, but I was willing to

for the sake of my father’s sanity. I don't know at what point, the room started getting stuffed and

clammy, but I excused myself. Mason went to get me another beer as I made my way outside. I wasn't

drunk enough to stumble, but if a rock was in my way, I wouldn't notice. I wandered into the tree line

and touched the rough bark. All this time, I'd been missing out on all of this nature. It was truly

stunning.

"Beautiful night, isn't it?" a voice said from behind me. I turned quickly. The voice was deep and sweet,

his voice made my toes curl, and his voice did his face justice. He was a gorgeous stranger. Only he

was only wearing a pair of basketball shorts, giving me a good view of his chest. I wanted to run my

tongue over his abs. They were so pronounced. I could cut myself on his lightly stubbled jawline. He

was... appetizing. His muscles rippled with his every movement. His body had smudges of dirt on his Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

tan skin, but it looked good. His dark hair was disheveled. But what really caught my attention were his

eyes. They were practically silver.

Then his eyes landed on mine. I held my breath as it felt like every nerve in my body was suddenly very

aware of him. My eyes had tunnel vision and I couldn't focus on anything but his piercing gray eyes

staring back at me.

"Hun! Princess, where did you go?" I heard Mason yell. I shook myself out of my haze and looked at

him.

"Who are you?" I asked curiously.

"I was just wandering the land," the man answered, his voice was deep and thick, like you could cut it

with a knife. He smirked, sending my heart into overdrive. I felt my knees wobble slightly. I looked down

as I blushed. I needed to get a hold of myself.

"Where did my girl sneak off to?" I heard Mason's playful voice closer than before. I pointed back to the

house.

"I have to go," I said, turning. I wasn't sure what else I was supposed to say. It's nice looking at you?

This was been a wonderful and awkward encounter? I felt an arm go around my throat. I could still

breath, but my vision started to go blurry. I clawed at the arm before everything just went black.