As she said it, she began removing her soaked shirt and a black bra was shown underneath.
And she also removed her thigh her jean shorts.
His lips curled into a mischievous grin, a spark igniting within his gaze.
"Looks like I'm not the only one impatient here."
In that fleeting moment, the barrier between them seemed to dissolve entirely.
She could feel the heat radiating from his body, his breath mingling with hers in a way that felt intoxicatingly sweet.
Chloe shifted, her heart pounding loudly in her chest, daring him to continue this dance of intimacy.
With a tantalizing slowness, Yasha moved closer, his fingertips trailing lightly along her jawline.
"You wanted to be warmed up, didn't you in this way preferably?"
She thought inwardly,"Oh fuck, he heard me!"
She let out a breathy laugh, light and airy, yet laced with desire as the gig was up.
"Well… yeah. But I didn't think you'd take it so literally."
"Life is too short for ambiguity, Chloe,"
He replied, his voice a low murmur that sent delicate shivers racing down her spine.
"And I intend to make sure tonight is anything but that."
Yasha leaned closer to Chloe and began removing his shirt, his desire palpable as she spread her legs, anticipation dancing in her eyes.
Her little sister was starting to water at the first signs of his abs started appearing.
Her purse started vibrating with anticipation and a hint of annoyance.
Chloe glanced down, momentarily distracted, as the persistent buzzing pulled her attention away from the magnetic pull between her and Yasha.
"Ugh, of all times and I thought it was on silent," she muttered.
"Check who it is, might be important. said Yasha.
She really didn't want to but she grabbed her purse and started rummaging through the bag, and it was still going 'bzzz' 'bzzz' 'bzzz'.
This c*ck blocker really was getting on her nerves and was cycling who it could be, but when she finally grabbed her phone.
And checked her dms.
Revealing the profile of a humanoid figure wearing a wolf skull over their heads.
The eyes sockets of the head were milky white with no pupils.
And the body had black, matted fur and clawed hands wearing a hood.
What type of creepy b*tch entered her DM.
Her conclusion was that it was a woman after seeing her cleavage they were either B like hers or C in cups size.
And she couldn't help but curse this person with 100 painful deaths, as the chose today of all days to pull this stunt on.
She tried closing the image but it failed but she thought her phone was freezing.
So she continued and after multiple attempts, she succeeded and proceeded to block the person.
"Who was from calling you, it doesn't seem you like them." Yasha asked her after seeing her expression
"It was just some stray dog that wandered into my DM," Chloe replied, her voice a mix of frustration.
"Okay so let's not waste any more energy, my pusik on some stray dog,"
he whispered, brushing his lips lightly against her ear, sending delightful shivers down her spine.
"Yeah, I agree with you," she breathed, fully surrendering to the tension.
"Look," she brought out a small pink square packet, "We almost forgot about this."
With a teasing glint in her eyes, she pushed her phone out of reach, letting it tumble onto the floor beneath her.
In that instant, everything else vanished—the world, the distractions, the probing worries—as she centered her attention on Yasha once more.
"Good memory," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin, sending molten warmth through her veins.
As he leaned in, their lips almost touching.
In this potent glimpse of intimacy, Chloe felt her own resolve melt away like ice under a blazing sun.
"I've noticed how you've been looking at my lips, all this time."
He said, the corner of his mouth curling into a smirk.
Chloe couldn't help the heat rising beneath her cheeks. "I can't help it, they look too appetising, so please let me have some of them."
"With pleasure 'pusik'," he said, lowering his mouth to capture hers.
And just before delved any deeper.
In what was presumed to be a deserted lot, in the piles of junk.
A deep ferocious sound broke through the night sky, 'OWOOOOOOO!!!!'
[A/N: Yes again, it's not Claudia's day, cause I say so bwahaha]
It was nerve racking for Yasha.
"Did you hear that?" Yasha paused, his breath faltering.
"Yeah, it sounds like a stray dog, let's not waste any more energy on stray dogs" Chloe replied.
Returning his own words back to him.
Her eagerness still shimmering, but a flicker of unease crept in.
"Must be a stray dog," he murmured,
attempting to dismiss the tension.
Suddenly, a shadow lunged from the behind one of the pieces of junk heading in Yasha in his driver seat.
But Chloe pulled him at the back before it slammed into the driver side and the, metal crumpled like paper.
A few moments later and Yasha would have sustained severe injuries or worse died.
Yasha paled as he looked at the place he was in a moment ago.
"I can't believe work has followed me, on my date." she groaned internally but Yasha seeing this mistook it for fear.
So he tried to make light of the situation to alleviate her 'fear'.
"Maybe it's a really big stray do—"*GRRRRRRRRRRRR!!* *SCHLICK* claws raked the window, leaving deep scratches as it's growls intensified.
The car shook violently.
"What is that! We need help" he took out his phone but dialled a number but there wasn't any service.
He tried looking outside for any sign of the terror but it remained elusive.
And then another howl rang out 'OWOOOO!!!', Yasha was plagued with fear and sweat.
Chloe too was looking out but instead of panicking she was assessing the situation.
"One of those, here right now of all times." she seethed inwardly.
But for now she had to calm down Yasha, who was frantically to look for any bar of network was now at the passenger sit.
"Come on, Come on, just one bar damn it!, that's all I need, just one bar!" he frantically screamed adjusting his phone.