Adira

I pinned Wyatt against the wall and held his arms firmly. I was close to him and his breaths were coming out heavy.  

"It's been a week, how long will you be distant?" I asked, kissing him. He tried to avoid my lips and when he couldn't, he bit me and I cursed. He switched our position abruptly and pinned my hands over my head. 

" Better," he whispered, looking down at my neck.

" You rile me up, why do you care about him?" he growled. 

" He's just a friend and if I'm to live my dream ...