Chapter 10

Third-Person POV

     "See, Loren isn't so bad!" Cqari squealed in Amaris' ear as they walked along the beach again. They don't know why, but it seems more romantic when they walked on the beach. The sun was setting so the sky was filled with orange and purple. It was beautiful and so is she.

     Amaris shrugged. "I guess not." He didn't care much about Loren not liking him. He only cared about Cqari liking him. And he told her just that. "I don't really care if he likes me or not, I just hope you like me."

     Cqari looked at him. "Of course I do. Do you like me?"

     Amaris gave her a look and then laughed. What are they, little kids now? Asking each other if they like each other? "You don't even have to ask."

     "So, tell me then; what do you like about me?" 

     Well, that was easy. Amaris stopped in front of Cqari and looked her in the eyes as he said, "Cqari, I like everything about you. No, actually, I love everything about you. I love how your eyes sparkle in the light and start glowing in the dark. I love how you smile, especially when I'm with you. I love how your hair blows in the wind and how it blows away from your beautiful face. Yes, that was corny but it's the truth."

     She giggled.

     Amaris continued. "I love your laugh. I love how soft your hands are. I love how innocent you are. I love your soft, full pink lips. I love the fact that you put a smile on my face even when I'm thinking about you! I love-"

     Cqari silenced him with a kiss. "Okay, I get it," she smiled against his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck.

     Amaris wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her up. "Does that convince you?"

     She nodded. "Yeah, it really does."

     Amaris smiled.

     Boy, he hasn't been this happy since he was with his mother. "Cqari, you understand why I killed my mother, right?"

    She shook her head.

     "She..went crazy. She went delusional. She even tried to kill me." He let her go to lift up his   shirt and show her his scar on his stomach. She raised her eyebrows and Amaris knew she wasn't really paying attention to the scar. That made him smile. "Seriously?"

     She blinked and looked up. "Hm? Oh, sorry," she laughed nervously. "I see the s-scar."

     "Do you really or are you just looking at my abs?" he joked.

     She rolled her eyes. "You can't blame me."

     Amaris laughed.

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     When they went back to the cottage, Amaris decided to tease Cqari so he took off his shirt. "You want to see more scars?" he asked her.

     "Hm?" she turned around and blinked. "Uh..." she gulped. Then she put her hand on her hip and raised an eyebrow. "Nice," she bit her lip, looking at Amaris' nicely toned body. Amaris laughed. "Ooh, did I just say that?"

     Amaris shrugged and turned around. He heard Cqari gasp and felt her hands rubbing the lines of his scars on his back. Damn, it felt good. She was only tracing the scars and Amaris was already excited!

     "What happened?" she whispered.

     "I was whipped when I was a boy," he turned around and looked into her eyes. "Not by my mom, but by the guy I worked for. He was rich and I had nothing, so I worked for him. Everyone told me about him. How he's selfish and if you don't do anything that he wanted, he would whip you. I was naive when I was younger so..." he shrugged.

     Cqari was looking at him with big eyes. "W-why would he do that?"

     Amaris gave a small smile and cupped her face with one hand. "Cqarina, don't worry about it, please. It was a long time ago."

     Cqari nodded, blinking some tears away. Amaris sighed and pulled her into a tight hug. Her arms slowly wrapped around him. "You emotional, silly girl," Amaris chuckled.

     She giggled against him and took that as her chance to touch his body. Amaris pulled back raising an eyebrow, not that he didn't like the feel of her hands on his body. "What were you doing?"

     She shrugged. "Feeling the package!" she exclaimed.

     Amaris laughed. "It's good to know I have a perverted mate."

     She smiled, warmly. "I love it when you say that word."

     "What word? Mate?"

     She sighed and leaned her head on his shoulder. "Yes. I never thought I would get one. Loren found out he had a mate when he was 6 and he only just started talking to her like a year ago."

     Amaris stayed silent and put his hands on her waist, pulling her closer.

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Ady's POV

     The next day, we got an awesome surprise. I was at Loren's house with him, Cqari, Amaris, Mel, and Kenny when someone busted into the house without knocking and exclaimed, "WHAT'S UP, MY BITCHES?!"

     "Brad!" We all chorused and went to go tackle him, well of course except Amaris.

     We literally tackled him to the floor and he said, "Hey, whoa, don't mess up my clothes, now!"

     "Jeez, everyone forgot about me, eh?" I heard Aaron's voice and I was actually the first one to also tackle him.

     "Oh, I missed you crazy wolves!" I yelled and everyone laughed.

     "We missed you, too, Ady. So, what's been going-" Brad stopped when he looked at Amaris and raised an eyebrow.

     Cqari squealed and ran over to him, grabbing his hand. "Brad, Aaron, this is Amaris, my mate."

     Brad and Aaron nodded but they eyed him ever so slowly. "You look familiar. Like...way too familiar."

     I laughed. "That's what we all said. He looks like Carnell, doesn't he?" They nodded. "That's his son."

     Their eyes widened and they looked at each other before busting out laughing. "Carnell's got a son? Did he know?"

     Everyone shook their head.  "Jeez....well, I'm happy that you found a mate, Cqari. It's ironic how it turned out to be Carnell's son, though," Aaron said.

     Brad, always being the loud one, complained, "Why are we the only two who haven't found a mate?! I'm getting lonely!"

     Mel laughed. "How come you just don't get a girlfriend?"

     Aaron snickered. "He tries. They turn him down."

     I laughed. "Well, there's always a bunch of girls at the bowling place." Everyone nodded in agreement. "Cqari, wanna come bowling with us?"

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Third Person P.O.V

     Cqari bit her lip and looked down. "I don't know how to bowl." Then she turned around to go upstairs but Amaris grabbed her wrist and twirled around to him.

     "I'll teach you, sweetheart."

     "Then it's settled!" Ady clapped.

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     It was Amaris' turn to bowl. He husikly whispered in Cqari's ear, "Watch the pro," before taking a ball, rolling, and getting a strike.

     Everyone clapped and shouted.

     But now it was Cqari's turn. She stood there nervous with the ball in her hand. Amaris gave a small smile and took her hand, pulling her. He positioned her in front of him and steadied her.

     He heard her heart beating like crazy. "Cqari," he whispered in her ear. "Relax, babe."

     She shivered. "It's impossible to relax when you're whispering to me with that sexy voice."

     Amaris chuckled against her back. "Should I stop talking then?" He started to back away from her but Cqari grabbed his shirt.

     "Don't you dare leave me."

     Amaris' lip twitched. "Wouldn't dream of it." He pecked her on her lips.

     Everyone groaned, but Brad was the one to yell, "Are you going to bowl or suck face?!"

     Everyone laughed and Amaris pulled away. "Just relax and if you miss, it's okay," he nodded and went to go sit down.

     Cqari focused on the 10 pins and took a deep breath. She swung the ball, and let her fingers slip out of the holes and the ball rolled fast down the lane and.....

    STRIKE!

     She gasped and jumped up and down, turning to Amaris who picked her up and swung her around. Everyone clapped and shouted, "Yeah, Cqari! Wooo!!" 

     When they were done clapping, she heard whistling and more clapping. She turned to look to her left and a group of guys were clapping for her and screaming, "Yeah, baby! You do it!". Amaris furrowed his eyebrows and gave them a look which made them stop clapping and mind their own business.

     Cqari laughed and took Amaris' hand. "Come on," she tugged on his hand and they went to get something to drink.