Okay everyone, it's Wednesday and you know what that means....MY BOOK BOYFRIEND hosted by Missie over at The Unread Reader. If you haven't checked her out, you should...she's HOT! ;D
My book boyfriend today is:
fromAll you who are thinking any thoughts concerning Noah Shaw, know this....he is MINE! :D Okay, so here we go. I chose Ben Barnes to portray Noah because...well...he is British, as is Noah and he's super SMEXY! He is also, possibly, a womanizer who excels at innuendo's, but I've always had The Bad Boy Complex, so it totally works for me.
"You have an anger-management problem."
I whipped around at the sound of the warm, lilting British accent behind me.
The person it belonged to sat on the picnic table under the tiki hut. His general state of disarray was almost enough to distract me from his face. The boy--if he could be called that, looking like he belonged in college, not high-school--wore Chucks with holes worn through, no laces. Slim charcoal pants and a white button down shirt covered his lean, spare frame. His tie was loose, his cuffs were undone, and his blazer lay in a heap beside him as he lazily leaned back on the palms of his hands.
His strong jaw and chin were slightly scruffy, as though he hadn't shaved in days,
He was beautiful. And he was smiling at me.
"Do you speak anything else?" I asked.
"Well, what level of fluency are we talking about here?"
The waiter returned, and brought two empty, frosted glasses along with dark bottles of something. He poured the caramel-colored drinks for us, then left.
Noah took a sip before answering. Then said, "German, Spanish, Dutch, Mandarin, and of course French."
Impressive. "Say something in German," I said, and took a sip of the drink. It was sweet with a spicy, sharp finish. I wasn't sure I liked it.
"Scheide," Noah said.
I decided to give the drink another shot. "What does that mean?" I asked, then sipped.
I almost choked, and covered my mouth with my hand. After I composed myself, I spoke. "Lovely. Is that all you know?"
"In German, Dutch, and Mandarin, yes."
I shook my head. "Why, Noah, do you know the word for vagina in every language?"
"Because I'm European, and therefore more cultured than you," he said, taking another swig and trying not to smile.
I laughed as I twisted to face him and raised my arm to hit in one move. He caught my wrist and my laugh caught in my throat. A mischievous grin curved my mouth as I raised my other hand to hit him. He reached over me and caught that wrist too, gently pinning my arms above my head as he straddled my hips. The space between us boiled my blood.
He leaned forward slightly, still touching me nowhere and smelling like need and I thought I would die. His voice was low when he spoke.
"What would you do if I kissed you right now?"
I stared at his beautiful face and his beautiful mouth and I wanted nothing more than to taste it. "I would kiss you back."
I know...lickable right? *runs fingers through Noah's hair* He is my YUMMY yummy! :D What do you think? Who's your book boyfriend this week?