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. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

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

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.