I do not own this series! It belongs to Sherilyn Kenyon! (I really need spelling lessons.)

Chapter 2

As Heather was running back to her car, avoiding the rain she ran into a solid body. "God watch out! What the hell is your–"

"Excuse me…"

She knew that voice; she'd just heard it, looking up she saw the amusement in Savitar's eyes. "Oh, it's you again." She said as if she weren't giddy inside.

He quirked a brow, Savitar knew she was excited…he could read her mind. Why was she trying to act so cool?

"You uh, mind letting me into my car…it's right there. Behind you? The thing with four wheels, covered in metal…six big pieces of glass?" Heather said sarcastically.

Savitar leaned back against her car, watching her with bemused smile.

"Alright big boy I'll just move you," she said reaching around him to unlock the door. Savitar grew rigid as she reached, her breasts pushing up against him.

Once the door was unlocked Heather stood in front of the man, he looked into her eyes and murmured something in French.

She stood there, gazing up at him, dazed by his beauty. Then before she knew it his lips were on hers, hungry but gentle…

Heather leaned against his toned, lean body kissing him back. Her arms were dropped and hanging useless at her sides and Savitar twisted a hand into her soaking hair.

Savitar playfully nipped her bottom lip and she smiled at how gentle he was being with her now that they were alone, in the middle of an empty parking lot. She pulled away from hit a little bit breathless and stood on her flat feet instead of her tip toes on which she had been standing.

Savitar dipped back down to kiss her again but she moved her head and he was at her neck, licking and kissing ever so gently. Heather shivered all over and tilted her head for better access.

Savitar, pushing the hair away from her neck rained her with kisses then slowly licked his way from her neck to along her jaw line, then back to her soft parted lips.

Heather blushed as she heard her own moan escaping her mouth, Savitar chuckled and pulled her closer against him.

Heather leaned her head back slightly, their spit trailing partially from Savitar's bottom lip, "Don't you ever," huff, huff, "need to breath?" she asked.

Savitar chuckled and nuzzled her neck silently, "No,"

Heather caught her breath as realization slammed down on her, "Wait," she started to push him away but there was a car behind him. He looked at her, baffled.

"I don't even know your full name! Why am I sitting here kissing you in the rain?"

Savitar shrugged and continued to nuzzle her neck, he nibbled quietly and her thoughts blurred, "Th-that's cheating. I can't th-th-think when you d-do that."

"Exactly," he murmured between soft kisses. He trailed down her shoulder then back up he paused a centimeter away from her mouth.

"The next play is yours, cupcake." He waited patiently.

Heather rolled her eyes, Oh what the hell? She was kissing him again, his long arms traveled down her body so fast she barely felt them. What she did feel was her legs being picked up and her being placed onto the hood of her car.

She opened her eyes for a moment, but Savitar's were closed as he kissed her a little more hungrily now. Leaning back on her hands she was pulled forward by Savitar's hands. His big hands ran down the side of her bare legs after where her skirt ended and slid down to her ankles, he locked them behind his back.

Her eyes closed and she felt a bulge threatening to break through past her skirt. She blushed bright red; again, Heather had only ever kissed before!

Savitar started doing devilish things with his tongue that made her groan and sit up straighter. She sighed contently, and Savitar chuckled quietly.

"Sav?" she asked, testing the shorter name. She loved it.
"Mmm?" he asked trying to kiss around the talking.

"Well, mmm, I just want to know mmm, that I won't be, ooh, just a mmm, one night stand with nmm, you." She said around kisses and nips.

He pulled back for a moment studying her face. Her lips were a bit swollen from kissing, and her cheeks flushed no doubt from his captain standing at full attention. Smiling, he felt a twinge for this…human. "You aren't just a one night stand cupcake."

"Cupcake, I like it..." she smiled.

He leaned in again, but not all the way, giving her option. "Kiss me, Sav."

"Sav," he murmured before kissing her the same way he had before, atop her car, in the middle of the school parking lot, in the rain.

Here is obviously what you would think as an empty promise from Savitar, I mean he sleeps with hundreds of women. Poor Heather, still a virgin in college and barely getting by on making out with a professional. This won't be her only problem if she stays around Sav!