-Carter-
I watched her like a hawk planning an attack on its prey; although my intentions were completely different than the hawk's, they were as natural as they were primal. Her body was wrapped in a dress that appealed to my senses so much that from the moment she put it on, I couldn't take my hands off her. Even though we are separated by several tables, a dozen or so people, I feel this itch under my skin to show others that she is mine.
"You look like you're about to kill someone. Take it easy, man. Everyone on the planet probably knows that Harper Pierson is yours." Zayn sat at my table and nudged me, commenting on my attitude, while sipping a cocktail.
"That waiter over there does not because he's making those gory eyes at my fiancée, and he touched her arm at least three times,
