Playing Games with an Alpha

Chapter Twenty-Two: Date Night Part I

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Playing Games with an Alpha

Chapter Twenty-Two: Date Night Part I

I had no clue why I was nervous. I was just going on a date with Asher. It is just Asher, only Asher. I liked Asher, don’t I? Oh course I like Asher! He’s Asher…

“Why are you so nervous?” Clara popped her gum from across the room while flipping through a fashion magazine.

“I am not nervous!” I declared and went back to searching through her closet.

Clara giggled and threw the magazine on to the bed. “You are nervous, and don’t be it’s just Asher.”

“I know its just Asher,” I grumbled under my breath. “I have no idea what to wear, he didn’t say what we were doing.”

“Wear a dress, you guys are going somewhere nice.” Clara hopped off the bed and made her way towards her closet.

“He told you where we are going, but not me?” I frowned.

“Unfortunately, no.” Clara sighed while running her hands through the racks of clothing. “Ash is good at keeping secrets and I’m kind of not. He just gave me a few subtle hints so I could help you get dressed.”

         “Hmm,” I pondered.

         I took my turn lying on the bed while Clara tried to find me something to wear. “Wear this,” she threw a dress at me. I caught the black fabric and admired its hemming. “It’s gorgeous,” I beamed.

         “It’s Armani.” She replied.

“Huh?” I questioned, oblivious to the clothing brand.

“Its expensive and I want it back the way it is now.” She glared.

“Sure, no problem.” I smiled at her, causing her false frown to twitch. “I’ll try not to spill anything on it.”

Clara began to laugh. “That’s the least of your worries, my innocent little Paisley.”

“I’m confused.” I announced while holding the dress up against my frame. It would be a tad bigger since Clara was one size larger than me, but it would work.

Knowingly, Clara made her way towards the door. “Just don’t let my brother rip it to pieces when he has his hands all over you.”

My mouth dropped open. I took one of the pillows from the bed and flung it as hard as possible towards her face. But of course, werewolf instincts kicked in and Clara was out the door before the pillow reached her.

Biting my lip and slowly gulping, I admired the dress in nervousness. My feelings for Asher were clear and I definitely hold a crazy attraction for him. If he wanted to do more than kiss tonight, would I let him?

Yessss. My wolf spoke up for the first time in a while. And while my wolf form yearned to have skin-to-skin contact with Asher, deep down my human form did too.

***

“You look breathtaking, Paisley.” Asher gleamed in front of me. He looked so handsome and hot tonight. So handsome…

I admired his lighter hair that was currently slicked back with product. I preferred it wild and air dried, but he still looked pretty damn fine. Asher held a genuine smile that made my primping seem all worth it. When he smiled, I could tell that his smile was for me and me only.

         “You look good to,” I answered back and placed my hand in his outstretched one. Tingles spread across our palms, and I bit my lip in pleasure. If holding hands felt this good I could only imagine what doing stuff under the sheets would feel like.