Chapter Four

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Ryan,

I started making lunch while I waited for her to get dressed. Rummaging through the fridge I saw two steaks and smiled slightly. I set the steaks on the counter and pulled out a medium size sauce pan along with a glass cover.

I poured olive oil in the pan with a pinch of ground salt and set Angel's steak in first because, well I guess since I'm a Werewolf I can eat faster.

Apparently I pulled Angel's steak out just in time because it was just then that I heard her running down the stairs, probably following the smell of food.

Angel,

 When I reached the bottom of the stairs I saw Ryan putting another steak in in a medium sauce pan.

"Nice!" I said happily even after what happened so far I couldn't be more happy to see food. Especially steak!

"This one's yours," Ryan said pushing the first steak towards me.

I smiled, "Thanks Ryan."

"No prob..." He smiled and leaned closer, giving me a small kiss on my cheek.

I blushed, hey even though his dad murdered mine I couldn't help but love him slightly... Mate or not.

I sat down and cut a piece off my steak, rare...? Yes! I started eating my steak and thanked the cow it came from in my mind / internally. Because you know... It's going into my stomach anyway.

When Ryan and I finished our steaks he put the dishes in the sink and started to run some soapy water.

"Wait," I said staring at him strangely, "You're going to wash the dishes?" I laughed.

"Yeah, always do," He said flinging water on my bare shoulder.

"Oh no," I said backing away, "I've been wet enough today don't you think?"

"Depends on how you mean or think about it," He said smiling in a perverted manner while looking me up and down.

I glared playfully, "You perv!"

I turned around to go upstairs when Ryan picked me up and set me on a counter blocking any escape.

I blushed slightly as he kissed my neck and collar bone, making his way up to my mouth. When our lips connected I pulled back, No Ryan... I can't...

It's okay... He said resting his head on my collar bone. I sighed softly, my fingers curled in his hair, holding him close...

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