We lock eyes and I let go of her once she's on her feet. God she's beautiful, black dress that really shows off her curves; her hair is curled like a goddess, none of that dye shit. Why Couldn't she have looked like this when we first met? Talk about first impressions.
"Where are you going?" I ask, why is she so dressed up?.
"Business" is all she says, wiping her hands on her dress.
"But where?" I ask again.
"In town, I can't be late and I have a bus to catch" she says.
So she's meeting someone and she can't go in wolf form... "I can take you" I say. I really just want to keep an eye on her.
"Are you sure?" She asks, I nod.
~*~
I click my seat belt on, "I have some errands to run in town anyway" I say; yup watching you is an errand.
She hands me a slip of paper with an address, I key it into my GPS.
We drive in silence until she turns on the radio. She's making me crazy, I can't shake off the feeling of wanting to protect and care for her.
Before long she gets out of the car. But in my rear view mirror I see her cross the street as I pull out. What is she up to?