Demon: Book 1

Chapter 49: Date Night

I opened the door and smiled. "Hi."

"Hello." Titus gave me a hug and a kiss. "Mrs. Perri." He nodded at my mother.

My mom stood in the entryway of the kitchen. "Where are you taking him tonight?"

"A movie and then dinner."

"Alright, be safe. Your father and I are going out as well, so if for some reason you beat us back, you know why."

"Doubt that will happen," he said with a cheesy grin.

"Midnight, get him home at least by then. Understood?"

"Yes, ma'am." Titus ushered me outside. Grabbing my hand, he escorted me to the car and opened the door.

I climbed inside and put on my seatbelt as he went to the other side.

"Alright," he exclaimed, starting the vehicle. "Off to the theater. What do you want to see?"

"We'll figure it out when we get there."

Titus started down the road. "How was school?"

"I'm still being harassed for kissing you," I muttered.

"It can't be that bad. It's been over a week."

"I know." I rubbed my forehead. "But somehow, it keeps popping up. Even the teachers are teasing me for it."

"Like what?" He gave me a sideways glance.

"PDA jokes."

Titus started to laugh. "Well, like I said, I'm sorry." He reached over and patted my hand. "I won't make you kiss me in public anymore."

"Hmm..." I leaned against the window.

"I'll make it up to you. Where do you want to eat?"

"Somewhere fattening so I can drown my high school sorrows in grease."

Titus burst into laughter and shook his head. "I doubt it's that bad."

"You'd be surprised." I shifted in my seat. "At least you left the sports car at home."

"I learned my lesson." He winked at me. "As a werewolf, I'm the master of blending in with my surroundings."

I scoffed at him. "You're what, seven foot? You sure do blend right in with us humans."

He smiled at me. "Six-five."

***

Titus opened the door to the local burger restaurant. We went to an empty booth by the window. I slid into one side, and Titus took the other.

He grabbed the specials flyer on the table and started reading it. "How'd you like the movie?"

I shrugged. "It was good. I can't complain about a movie that blows everything up."

"I find that strange with humans." He put the flier down and leaned on the table. "Every movie I've seen, some psycho is blowing things up, and all these secret conspiracies are running around, yet the hero is still anti-killing."

"Not all of them," I retorted. "How would it be done in your world?"

Titus shrugged. "We're not exactly anti-killing. It makes being on patrol much worse when you have to chase down a rogue and eliminate them."

My eyebrows pressed together. "So you've?" I glanced around, but most of the other guests were sitting far away from us.

Titus shook his head. "No, but I will if I have to. It's my job as a dominant to protect the pack. It's the rank I've earned, and I take pride in it."