Eliza picks me up at the hospital later. My parents are going to stay one more night and come home in the morning. I drive Eliza to her house since she drove my car before finally pulling up in the driveway of my home. Waiting there is an all too familiar blue truck. When I step out, Jasper steps out of his and walks up to me. I chew on my lip. I'm alone with him, and a conversation seems inevitable.
"I'm so sorry for everything I've put you through. I forced this life onto you that you never wanted. If in the future you can even find it in yourself to forgive me—"
I wrap my arms around myself. "Yes. Yes, I forgive you."
He looks shocked. "You do?"
I nod.
He takes a hesitant step forward. "Do you think one day you'll give me a chance?"
"A chance to. . ?"
"Take you on a date. A good and proper date. Where we can start over."
I tilt my head to the side and close the distance between us. "Why do we have to start over?"
"Because I made a horrible first impression."
"If we forget the bad how could we ever be real? It would all be a lie, wouldn't it?"
"I'm not going to rush you into anything. We can even act like we aren't mates if that's what you want."
"Yes, I'll go on a date with you, Jasper."
"You will?"
"The worst that could happen is we go up flames, but I'm already a werewolf so I might as well take some risks."
He places his hands on my waist and my stomach tightens.
"And you know"—I meet his eyes—"kissing you right now isn't that big of a risk so. . ."
And he kisses me like a man would regardless of how much of him is wolf.
~The End
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