Date part 2 is dedicated to Izabel12 um...just becuase I freaking <3 her lol...Seriously like my one of my biggest supporters and her comments inspire me to upload much of the time!!
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Chapter 29
I am all suited up in a wet suit and ready to swim with TiffanyAnn the dolphin. This is beyond the most thoughtful date ever! Could thing get any better? Things with pack are running seamlessly with Dylan in charge. No more threats from other packs or rouge wolves so far. I am getting stronger everyday and soon I will be able to take the Alpha position back and who knows maybe Dylan and I will even date, like exclusively. Whoa okay I realize I am getting ahead of myself here.
An hour later…
We were walking hand in hand back to Dylan’s car.
“This was really thoughtful of you…you know all of this was just…idk really great,” I told him stuttering around trying not to look like an idiot and failing epically.
“Yeah,” he said as he looked like he was thinking hard about something then he shrugged. “Well when things get really tough and I’m hung-over or whatever I come here and it’s just peaceful. This is my alone time place that seems to make everything better,” he told me looking almost embarrassed. I felt like he had broken his entire tough guise exterior for me tonight. It made me feel special that he would bring me to his spot that he chooses to be alone.
“Would you be interested in joining me for a movie and popcorn at my apartment?” he asked actually giving me a choice. That’s a first, I thought. I nodded and blushed a little thinking about being alone with him.
As we got to his door he unlocked it and held it open for me to enter first. He had had this apartment since he relinquished the Alpha position. I let him have it because I thought space on his own time would help the transitional process. I was floored when we walked in…it was spotless. So either he had a maid or he was really a clean person.
“Why don’t you head into the den and I will be there shortly with our popcorn and pop?” he asked and pointed to the left of where we were standing.
“Okay great,” I said and went to the den just around the corner from where we were standing. When he came to join me he handed me a bowl of chedder popcorn and a box of malt duds as he put our soda pops on the table in front of me. He put a movie in and came to sit next to me.
“What are we watching?” I asked really curious now. This date had been so perfect already I didn’t quite know what to expect.
“Breaking Dawn?” he said but it came out in a question like he was worried for my reaction.
“Really I didn’t peg you for a Twi-hard,” I giggled out.
“Ah I’m totally not but I know you are crazy about that and they tell me this is the newest release of it. I was hoping you hadn’t seen it yet,” He said. OMG is he like the best date ever! He is watching a chic flic just to make the date nice for me.
“Well that’s adorable,” I told him. He grumbled something about I am a man not adorable. But he didn’t voice this out loud trying desperately to be a good date, I guess. We got to the part where there is a dream sequence with blood and he was totally into the movie. It was sort of funny since this is a “chick flick”. I think he felt me watching him because he turned to look at me and brought his hand up to caress my cheek.
He leaned over and started slowly making his way toward my face. His eyes landed on my lips as he closed the space he shut his eyes and I knew he was going to kiss me. As his lips touched mine my body reacted in a fierce way. It was just a small soft, gentle kiss from him. But it was me who grabbed his thick black hair in both of my hands and held him to me deepening the kiss. Soon it was passionate almost to the point of being rough. Then he pulled back and looked in my eyes.
“Is this okay?” He asked. I looked at him confused I had been the one to hold him here. “I know when we met I came on too strong and I didn’t even realize it but I am trying very much to control myself with you,” he said.
“It’s more than okay Dylan. I just didn’t trust you before but now I know you are willing to be careful and not push me. I feel very comfortable with you now,” honesty dripping through my voice. He smiled the smile that reaches all the way across his face.
We had kissed on that couch until we heard the credits playing and looked over to see the names rolling on the screen and we both laughed out loud to realize we hadn’t watched the movie at all.
“Do you want to stay the night?” He asked me and I arched an eyebrow at him suspiciously. “I don’t mean it that way, although that would be fine with me too. What I meant was I would love if you slept beside me in my bed tonight. I will so my best to keep my hands to myself,” he told me and I could see truthfulness in his eyes.
“Sure I would like that,” I said.
2a.m.
I am just staring at Dylan’s sleeping form. He is curled up into the blankets that we were sharing before he decided to wrap up in them. I leaned over him and kissed his sleeping lips. They were so full and soft. I kissed his nose, it was so dominant of a feature on his face but I found it sexy. I kissed his eye lids, knowing his blue orbs lie behind these lids. Then I decided to be just the slightest bit evil to him. I grabbed the edge of the blankets and pulled until he rolled off the bed and thunked onto the floor. He shot like a bullet standing straight up looking murderously angry like he was being attacked.
“What the—“ he said as he looked all around the room before his gaze landed on an innocent looking me. He then stalked over to where I sat on the bed snuggled in the covers that I had just dumped him out of looking like a predatory cat. Hehe I just thought he looked like a cat, he would love that, but with that look on his face I don’t think I should tease him.
“You think it’s funny to fling me from my warm comfy blankets? You are gonna pay for that little girl!” he exclaimed before he jumped onto the bed landing on top of me. He began to tickle the life out of me. I was giggling like a mad woman. He stopped tickling me and I began to wonder why his hands were so still. I look where he was looking only to realize the shirt I borrowed from him had ridden up in the raucous of tickling and he seemed to be awe struck by the little bit of skin that was showing. His thumb stroked over the exposed skin on my stomach causing me to shiver and when I did he took a big gasp of air.
He removed his hand so fast I thought the whole thing might have been in my mind only. He rolled over and lay away from me with his back to me. Wow! I never thought I would see the day that he would out right reject me while I was lying in his bed. I told myself that he was just trying to behave himself around me but the self-conscious girl inside me told me that he just didn’t want me now. That I had done something that made me not worth the trouble.
I woke up the next morning in an unpleasant way. Woosh and then cold, very cold. “AH!” I screamed as I opened my eyes. Dylan was standing over me chuckling with an empty pitcher in his hand.
“I’m gonna kill you!” I screamed again and bolted out of bed after his already quickly retreating figure. I finally caught up to him because he really had nowhere to go in his small apartment. I tackled him from behind forgetting that all I was wearing was his wet t-shirt and my lacy lingerie. When we stopped rolling he was on top of me smirking at his obvious strength over me. This time in the light of day he looked down at the shirt that was up to my ribcage. He groaned loudly and jumped up reaching a hand to help me out of the floor. The shirt fell back into place, covering me all the way to mid-thigh.
“You were right,” he said. What? What does that mean?
“Huh?” I asked.
He looked down and grabbed the hem of his shirt that I was wearing. “You are killing me,” Dylan said with another groan. “You have no idea how…difficult it is for me to not grab you and ravage you right here, right now! You look so good wearing my shirt but I have had a peek at what you have on underneath and if the bra matches I might just die a happy man without ever touching you,” his speech was making me blush ten shades of red. He began walking toward me and I was backing away until my back hit the wall. He put one hand on the wall beside my head and one hand was stroking my face. Before this went any further I had to stop it.
“I should clean up. May I use your shower?” I asked being polite. His face took on a hurt look and I was now berating myself. How many times have I complained about him ruining moments for me and now I went and ruined one for both of us. He cleared his throat and said, “Yeah the bathroom is the door on your side of the bed in my room,” he told me but his voice sounded worn.
I took a long hot shower and wrapped a fresh crisp white towel around me. I have no clean clothes. I put my bra and panties in a bag I found under the sink. I left his shirt on; it was big enough no one would notice I wasn’t wearing a bra, hopefully. I put my blue jeans back on.
I walked back into the kitchen where Dylan was. He looked up at me with his bed hair and nothing but sweat pants on. He stood up from his chair and walked over to me swiftly. I couldn’t help but be self-conscious. I probably looked like a drowned rat with wet hair from the shower and all. He grabbed my face almost roughly and smashed his lips to mine. The ache and hunger in his kiss made my insides churn. It was like he was kissing me for what he thought would be the last time. He stopped and put his forehead against mine. Slowly he opened his eyes.
“I love you and I can’t pretend I don’t. You are my true mate. I feel it every time we touch. I feel you in my soul. I want to share the rest of my life with you. I want to marry you. I want to see your belly grow with my baby. I want to hold your hand through happy times and I want to wipe your tears in sad times. Please don’t walk away from me. I can’t take it anymore,” he took in a shaky breath and I stretched my arms around his neck.
“Dylan I have never heard anything more romantic or sweet in my life. I want you too. I want all of that but we just need to take it one step at a time. I mean we’ve only had one date. We aren’t even a couple,” I said.
“About that would you be my girlfriend?” he asked stunning me.
“Yes I will,” I said without even the slightest hesitation. No sooner than the words came out of my mouth he had whisked me into his arms and swung me around as he said, “YES!”
As he sat me on the ground he asked, “Are you not wearing a bra?” As he asked his eyes seemed to darken at the thought. I shook my head. His Alpha wolf must be taking over on him with that thought because he began backing me into the wall again. I can’t really be angry with him for this because I know he isn’t in complete control of his actions. He grabbed me again into a kiss but this one was rougher. He grabbed my legs and threw them around his waist and backed me completely up to the wall.
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Cliffhanger anyone buhahaha!