It's Complicated

It's Complicated: 19

"He probably could have had anyone, but as soon as he laid eyes on you, you're all he wanted and that still stands. Any girl in his eyes is nothing compared to you. That's how I feel with your mother. I could never hurt her or look at anyone else the way I see her."

"My wolf wants him. I mean, I feel her pushing me to go to him," I pause. "It scares me." He looks a little surprised by my confession.

"Haven't you dated? Not to make this awkward, but I thought you'd be used to boys attention being on you. I know Jason couldn't stop talking about you when you first got here and when you creamed him at paintball, he didn't know whether to be impressed or hurt that a girl beat him." I crack a smile and allow my legs to fold underneath me. To everyone else, it looks like my legs gave out on me, but I end up sitting with my legs crossed and my arms planted on the ground behind me to keep me partially upright.

"I have dated, but everytime I was in a relationship it never lasted long." More careful then I did, he takes a seat on the ground iun front of me. "The guys would become totally infaturated with me, but I could never seem to reciprocate their feelings. I never knew why and became known as a heartbreaker, but boys always saw me as a challenge, trying to get me to fall in love with them. They tried almost everything imaginable, yet I broke up with them in the end." I chuckle. "I do give them props for trying though. I could be... difficult to handle." He snorts and I raise an eyebrow in question.

"Difficult is one way to put it."

"Try being in my shoes and then we'll see who's laughing." I retort and he shrugs.

"I can picture you as a heart breaker, but it isn't for the reason everyone probably thinks. Even before you shifted and knew about wolves, she was inside of you. Even when you didn't know you had a mate, your wolf did so any guy other then the one you were destined to be with would feel wrong."

"I wish I would have known this sooner." I mutter, turning my face to the sky and shutting my eyes as the sun shines down on us, yet doing little to actually provide any heat. I don't really need it either since my body temperature is burning hotter then it used to.

"You're avoiding the subject." He says, a large smirk forming on his face. I make a face and choose not to answer. "You're afraid because you like him, am I right?"

"I feel like I shouldn't like him, but I'm drawn to him." Asher sends me a small, knowing smile.

"You and Bo have a special bond that can never be broken and it's natural for you to be drawn to each other. If you want my opinion," He starts, but I cut him off.

"I don't." He playfully nudges my shoulder with his own and I can't help but think it's a little strange that mr. uptight and angry knows how to be... compassionate. Is that the right word for this?

"Don't fight with him if he wants to hold your hand or keep you close to him. It may come across as clingy or that he's hovering, but he's lost too many people in his life to lose someone as important as you."

"What do you mean?" He shakes his head and pushes himself back up onto his feet.

"That is not a story for me to tell." He holds out a hand to help me up, but I simply glare at it.

"Shouldn't I know?" Curiosity is getting the best of me and he won't tell me. That's a bad combination.

"You'll have to ask him. I promised I wouldn't speak about it." I frown and slowly take my soon to be "daddy's" hand. He pulls me easily to my feet and I brush any dirt off of my sweatpants.

"You totally ruined the moment." And as unbelievable as it is, we were having a normal conversation with each other without yelling our heads off. The second one so far, and I'm wondering why he's being so easy to talk to all of a sudden.