Alpha Bloodlines by Kirsty Moseley Page A

really did like me? This was just too crazy!
    "Don't be stupid, god what is it with you and Mel? Scott's not interested in me, I've known him since I was three years old! He used to push me over and throw water balloons at me, he even stole my first bra and hung it from that tree out the front so everyone could see it!" I said frowning.
    Jayden burst out laughing, "Well if that doesn't tell you he likes you nothing will" he said laughing his ass off. Ok what the hell?
    "What will?" I asked curiously, what the hell was I missing from him being a pain in my ass when I was younger?
    "It's standard behaviour for telling a girl how you feel, one, touch her as much as you can, so pushing you over would be where that fitted in, two, make her clothes see though so you can cop a look, hence the water balloons, but I got nothing for him stealing your bra, that's going a little too far, maybe bordering on stalkerish" he said teasingly.
    I laughed and rolled my eyes, he was a really funny guy, "Right ok, well want a coffee or something?" I asked heading to the kitchen and flicking on the kettle. He came and sat on the worktop next to me smiling at me happily as I made coffee, "How do you take it?" I asked grabbing the sugar and putting two in mine with extra milk.
    He smiled "Not like yours, wow I'm surprised you have any teeth left!" he said looking at me with fake horror.
    I rolled my eyes and flashed him my teeth, "All mine, I like sugar, I shouldn't have it though" I said grimacing.
    "Why? Your not diabetic or anything are you?" he asked looking a little concerned.
    I smiled "No nothing like that, sugar's not good for you that's all" I said not wanting to get into the whole, 'your beautiful' thing if I told him I shouldn't be eating the calories.
    "Well I just take milk in mine, just a little" he said nodding at the cup, "What's your boyfriends name?" he asked faking a smile as he asked but I could see that this was hurting him.
    "Trey" I said almost apologetically, he seemed like a really nice guy, and I was hurting him, god I felt like shit!
    "Is he in your school?" he asked taking the two cups and leading us to the lounge plopping down on the sofa.
    I sat next to him, "Um no Trey's older than me" I said not really wanting to talk about this.
    He looked at me interested "Yeah how old is he? Where did you two meet?" he asked, I grimaced.
    "Well, Trey's twenty four and we met when I was out shopping with some friends" I said, his mouth dropped open and he looked at me shocked.
    "He's seven years older than you? Wow that's a big age gap, you've been with him for four years which means you met him when you were thirteen and he was twenty right?" he asked turning his nose up slightly. I nodded "What the hell kind of twenty year old would approach a thirteen year old when she was old shopping with her friends? That's like me hitting on a thirteen year old" he said looking a little disgusted.
    I smiled and rolled my eyes, "Ok like I haven't had heard that before!" I said chuckling.
    He laughed "Yeah I guess you got that lecture from your Mom and Dad huh?" he said grinning a little smugly.
    I nodded "Yeah, from my Mom, I never knew my Dad" I said shrugging.
    He watched me looking interested "No? You mind if I ask what happened?" he asked curiously.
    "No I don't mind, it was a long time ago, my Mom slept with someone on a one night stand and got pregnant, when she told him he gave her money and told her to get rid of me, she didn't, he left town, that's that" I said shrugging, ok why the hell did I just tell him all that?
    He frowned, "Your Mom raised you on her own then or do you have a step dad or something?" he asked taking my hand and playing with my fingers.
    I shook my head, "Just me and my Mom, she's awesome, she put herself through college while I was at school, worked in the evening's to pay the rent and still managed to be the best Mom in the world, she's a doctor now" I said proudly.
    He looked at me smiling happily, "She sounds