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“Then what?”
“That’s just it, we were headed to the book store and she froze, wouldn’t move a muscle. Her eyes started shifting, her fist were tight around the handles of the bags. Then out of no where she didn’t want to go into the books tore, like someone or something was in there she didn’t like. She was shaking, and told me to get her out of there fast. So I grabbed her, pulling her away it was like trying
to move a statue.” Getting up I rounded the desk.
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“Its alright, I’ll take care of it. You did good.” Nodding Sam left.
Better bring out the crying kit………
After leaving the kitchen, my arms full of random girl things I stopped at her door. Knocking lightly
there was no reply. Sighing I tried again.
“Fina, I know your in there”
“No I’m not” Whimpering. Right……
“Fina open up“.
“No”
“Well that’s a shame, all this junk food and ice cream is gunna get spoiled” Light foot steps head to
the door.
“What kind of junk food?” She was closer, which was a plus.
“Oh I don’t know. Cookie dough, fudge, ice cream and hot sauce, an array of candy.” The door lock
clicked, as it cracked just a little bit. Her face was red from the tears, along with being a little puffy.
God that sight broke my heart.
“You better not be lying about the cookie dough.” Her eyes scanning the treats.
“Love, lying to you isn’t something I take part in” Using my foot to carefully push the door open. Sniffling she steps to the side, waiting for me to walk in. Grabbing the cookie dough first, she flops down leaning her back against the bed. One leg bent while the other is pulled to her, peeling the wrapper off the tube. Her shopping bags are still sitting on the floor, without being opened. Laying the items on a small desk, I walk to her sitting down. A mouth full of cookie dough, and a few tears.
“What happened?” Moving a piece of hair out of her eyes. Swallowing the cookie dough, her lips
trembles.
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“He mmmm” Looking down at the food.
“Its alright, take your time!
“He” Chocking out the words.
“He who?” scooting.closer.
“My.” Iter head shakes violently, slipping, my hand around her back, lety je leto The dough limps in her hand, as more tears flood.
“What’s wrong with me?” She whines,
“Nothing, there isn’t anything wrong with you. Who told you there was something wrong with you?” Tension in my words grow, at the thought of someone saying negative things about her.
“Then why? Why did he pick her?” Those wet eyes look up, asking for so many answers ones!
don’t have.
“I really don’t know love, but he’s an ass I know that much” A small smirk hints she liked that, so 1
try for more.
“Want me to kick his ass, I’ll do it. Just say that word” She coughs a laugh, shaking her head.
“Not worth it” Taking another bite.
“It is, if only to make you happy” Bringing her chin to me.
Swallowing the dough, she’s managed to leave a little on her lips. Thinking I should wipe the dough off her lips, she leaps over my legs pushing her lips to mine. Dropping the cookie dough back in the
her fingers grab at my hair. Even cookie dough tastes better when her taste is mixed in,
L the hint of chocolate plays with her tongue as do I.
wrapper,
Rubbing her back, as she pushes closer. Pulling away her eyes have cleared some, leaving only a
little red showing
“Not that I don’t love this, but you want to tell me what happed?” brushing her hair out of her eyes.
“I’m not sure, I saw him with….her. And it all kind of flooded back, I just wasn’t ready for it.” Her honesty was refreshing, and for once I didn’t even have to use my Alpha law to get it out. She willingly gave me the info I wanted, and not only that but she’s back to smiling
“Are you okay now?”
“Yes, thank you” Wrapping her arms around my neck, pushing her nose into my
shoulder.
“Anything for you love” Kissing her cheek.
Sitting upright I get to see that perfect smile once again, as she proceeds to laugh when I poke her
“So no more tears for that looser right?”
“No more” Giggling.
“Promise?” She crosses her heart, and pecks me on the nose.
Damn I’m whipped…….
“Are you done for the day?” Leaning against my legs.
“Yes, did you have something else you wanted to do?”
“I was wondering” Chewing her bottom lip.
“Go on”
“Could I go see my mom, so I can bring her birthday gift in person?”
“Do you really think I want to piss off your mother? Of course you can go” The brightness in her face, was easy enough to create.
“Really?”
“Well yea. Just because you moved to this pack doesn’t mean you can’t see your folks.” Leaning over me she grabs a few bag, letting my eyes linger on her short shorts.
“What…“Clearing my throat from the squeak.
“What did you get her” With a manlier tone.
“A few things, she likes to garden” Pulling out the items she purchased. The wicker basket, is stuffed with purple strips as she arranges the items in a precise fashion. Grabbing a bow she ties it to the top of the baskets handle and smile, before turning to me.
“Nice”
“You think so?” Looking back at the basket.
“I do, I told you lying to you isn’t something I take part in”
Probably shouldn’t of said that………..
For the rest of the night, we grab movies and dinner. The idea of hanging out in my bedroom,
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watching random shows while eating a meal with her sounds better then anything else. To make
the date even better, she’s got better taste then half the people in the pack. Her idea of a good movie is either, comedy or adventure. Not once did she look over at the chick flick section, although she wasn’t to keen on the horror section either.
