HYBRID TIMBER 04

"Do you really think that about me?" Timber asked, giving a slight smile of satisfaction that the female thought that way about him.

- No doubt. You are attractive and any woman in their right mind would want to be on a date with you. — despite wanting revenge on her fiancé, Eva sincerely wanted to say that.

"Even you?" the male inquired, feeling nervous inside, he had never felt such an immediate attraction for any other woman.

"It doesn't matter, because I'm not really the type of woman a man like you would be interested in dating." Timber growled at the glint of sadness in her beautiful eyes.

- Why not? he questioned, indignant, because she was exactly someone he would be interested in.

And I was very interested.

— That blonde was pretty, thin and tall. And me, well, I'm overweight, I'm short, and I keep being told I'm not that pretty.

Timber was suddenly mad at hearing such nonsense, he wanted to find out who made him think that way and tear the person apart.

“I don't see that. To me you are petite, with seemingly soft curves and the most beautiful female I have ever laid eyes on. He was totally honest and Eva's heart jumped in her chest.

No one had ever said anything like that to her.

"Did I drink too much and am I dreaming?" she teased, taking another sip of wine from her half-empty glass.

“No, you're wide awake and a little drunk I think. Because?

"Only in dreams would a man say that to me…" She looked down.

“I'm not a male, I'm a hybrid male and we know how to treat a female.

Eva almost gasped at how sexy he was saying that line.

- Thanks. He suddenly didn't know what else to say, but his body was hot.

“Don't thank me for stating the obvious. My name is Timber, what's your name?

“Evangelinne, but I hate that name, so I'd rather everyone call me Eva. I know I could just say my name is Eva without mentioning Evangelinne since I hate it, but I love saying I hate that name. She smiled, talking too much, fully aware that she was very drunk.

— You have a beautiful name, it suits you. Timber smiled and Eva smiled back, feeling a mix of emotions she didn't know what it meant.

Maybe the male Hybrid was just wanting to get her into bed and that's why he was being so nice, but wasn't she having the same thoughts as well? However, he knew they weren't like ordinary men. Their minutes of conversation proved that everything bad they said about them was a big lie and idiocy.

Randomly her stomach rumbled, she remembered that she hadn't eaten well at lunch and also didn't touch her plate at dinner with Bruce.

- Would you like to eat something? Timber asked and she blushed severely.

“Did you hear that? She placed both hands over her face.

— Yes, our senses of smell, hearing and vision are more acute.

"Do you like having those senses heightened?"

— I got used to it and it's really nice now, I can be aware of things in advance.

“Like my stomach growling. - she laughed.

- Would you like to eat? he repeated the question.

“No, I'm fine.

“Your stomach is empty, I've been hungry and I know how bad it is.

Eve hesitated.

- I'll be honest with you...

- Please, be.

— I don't have money to buy, a snack here must be very expensive and I'm drinking this wine counting on the last limit of my credit card, just because I needed to get drunk.

“I would like you to allow me to pay you some food.

“It's okay, you don't have to.

"Eat something, I insist."

"I need to lose weight and I don't want you to spend your money on me."

"Money is no object and you don't need to lose weight, why do you say that?"

“I do. Hot tears filled her eyes and she couldn't fish them back.

She desperately wanted to eat, but Bruce's insults prevented her, she should be thinner until marriage, even if she wasn't willing to follow all his requirements. She wouldn't let him be her first sex, but no one would know that, already over her body, it was pretty visible and she needed to fit that damn standard her idiot fiance demanded.

She couldn't break the contract she signed, her mother would have no way of returning the money and would never allow her to go to jail since all she was doing was for Ruthie.

Timber felt so miserable for making the female cry, he dared to lift a hand and gently wipe away her tears, loving the feel of the skin under his finger.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry. What did I say that you didn't like? I will never repeat again, tell me.

- It's not your fault. It's just that my life sucks. I'm very hungry, but I need to lose weight.

— You're hungry and refuse to eat because you say you need to lose weight, which is not true. I'll order something for you, what do you like?

— Timber...

"Do you like bacon?" The hamburger steak, well-done or medium-rare? Her eyes watered in surrender.

"Well done and I'd like the pickle removed."

Timber smiled victoriously and moved in his chair, getting up and going to the counter, he only needed to call the waiter to the table, but he preferred to walk there to say that he would like a very neat snack for Eva.

She sat there, admiring the way Timber walked, so gracefully despite the dense mass of muscle, he seemed light. He tried not to look so hard at the full buttocks inside his pants, but it was difficult. He was built all over his body, the kind of bodybuilders you've seen on TV.

He is extremely attractive. Holy crap.

A few minutes later he returned, smiling.

"They said it won't be long." he informed.

“Thanks, Timber.

- Is nothing.

"Even so…" she glanced down at his strong arms again. "What do you do?"

"Do you want to know what my job is?"

— Also, but to keep fit?

“I work in security for the domain and HybridFalls, I usually watch the walls, sometimes I go on special missions, I'm constantly coming and going, I don't like to be in one place for too long, and I also stay where I'm needed most.

- Do you like your job?

- I like.

"And to stay in good shape?"

“It's our genetics, we're all like that, but we usually fight in our training center, we like to keep our reflexes at peak levels. Hand-to-hand combat training is what most do.

Eva looked at his muscular arms, broad shoulders and full lips again, she almost drooled, he was incredibly handsome. He was the exact opposite of her asshole boyfriend. She began to fantasize about him without that black shirt, she would like to find out if his abdomen was as defined as the visible parts of his body, dared to go further in her thoughts and imagine him without the pants too.

A breeze of wind came through the window and a scent penetrated her nose, she inhaled, closing her eyes, noting that it was coming from him and that he smelled good.

— Do you use any specific perfume? - He asked.

— No, just soap, strong smells irritate our sense of smell.

“Oh, I hope mine isn't bad. She smiled and watched his nostrils flare.

There was a low growl echoing from him.

- Is not. You smell amazing. I love cherries. He licked his lips, feeling his cock throb inside his pants at the faint scent of arousal coming from her.

She didn't know why, but she desperately hoped he was the reason, even in that she was the best she'd ever felt.

"Wow, it's amazing that you know exactly what my scent is."

"It's so good it makes me want to bury my nose in your neck to get closer." He growled lightly.

— Oh. Eva wasn't prepared for that bluntness, yet her sensitive spot between her thighs throbbed.

Now, because of him, she would have one more fantasy, him with his face buried in her neck, smelling her, strangely pleasing and arousing the possibility of having him doing that.

"Did I shock you?" Sorry, I like to be completely honest and sometimes I don't think before I speak, but I must consider that human females are mostly shy.

“I love that you're honest and I've never been shy. She desperately wanted to hear him say in some way that he was attracted to her too.

Because she was for him.

"So I can be totally honest?" He gave a slight smile that made him even more handsome.

- Clear. His heart sped up.

“I would like you to consider this moment as a date. he said and she swallowed hard.

"Does that mean you see me this way?" About to be on a date? She was really surprised that a guy as hot and handsome and friendly as Timber thought of her that way.

“You attracted me from the moment you walked into this bar. He licked his lips again and Eva almost groaned where her thoughts went.

“I felt the same way. she confessed, without any shame.

"So are we on a date?"

- We are. - she agreed.

All of a sudden, anticipatory anguish began to gnaw at him, this would be his first and last encounter with Timber. Unfortunately, she had a boyfriend and a mission to accomplish, and she wanted to cry when her heart ached at the prospect of what she would be losing by locking up bloody Bruce for five years.

She knew she was wrong, that what she was doing and would do wasn't right, yet she couldn't help but want to enjoy as much as she could with the kindest person she'd ever met.