My WolfMan

Chapter 8

He had a car. Of course he did. It was old and one of those huge ones. He had to help me up to my seat. He lifted me up like it was nothing by the waist. I sat there red on the face as he went round the front to his side. He entered his side with ease. After helping me with my seatbelt, we were off. I couldn't believe that I was his girlfriend and that he was my boyfriend. I felt like I was dreaming. I needed someone to pinch me. He cranked up the music. It was one of those 80's songs. I smiled a small smile. Who would've thought that a guy like him was an old soul. At least we had something in common.
Me: "Z-Zukile?"
Zukile: "Yeah?"
Me: "H-how old are you?"
Zukile: "24."
Me: "2-24?" I asked shocked. He nodded. "T-then how were you..." He smiled.
Zukile: "How was I in your class today?" I nodded. "I was there for you precious one, of course." Oh. I blushed and looked away. Butterflies flattered around my stomach.
Me: "W-what year are you doing?"
Zukile: "I'm doing my PHD in Architecture." Oh. Not only was he handsome, he also had brains too. So unfair. He chuckled. I looked at him.
Me: "Can you read minds?" He just laughed. Couldn't decide which one I liked more. His laugh or his smile. Zenande you're a goner for this man. I know. I sighed and looked forward. He took my hand in his.
Zukile: "Don't worry. You're not alone. This man is also a goner for you precious one." My boyfriend was sweet and he was also a mind reader. How the last part was possible, I didn't know. Go figure.

We were now parked near my parents' house. I asked Zukile not to park in front of the house. For some reason I didn't want my family to know about him yet. Zukile was looking towards the house with a frown on his face. I tried looking at the house I've been living in for more than 10 years with fresh eyes. It looked beautiful on the outside but when in reality it was cold on the inside.
Zukile: "You live with your parents and siblings." I nodded.
Me: "Um...I'm adopted." I said in small voice while fiddling with the straps of my backpack. I couldn't look at him in the eyes as I told him this tad bit of information about myself. Without saying anything, he got out the car and came round to my side. He opened the door,  unbuckled the seatbelt for me and helped me down his truck. He once again lifted me up like I weighed nothing. I couldn't help my body's reaction to having his hands on me. His hands lingered on my waist after he set me down on my feet. To avoid his eyes, I chose to look at his chest instead. He lifted my chin with his finger so as to look at him.
Zukile: "You being adopted is nothing to be embarrassed about precious one. You hear?" I nodded as emotion clogged my throat. "Do they mistreat you?"
Me: "N-no...n-not really." His eyes flashed. "I-I don't think they love me." I admitted as tears gathered in my eyes.  Zukile growled as his eyes glowed in deep amber. "Do you know that your eyes sometimes change in color?" He closed his eyes, and then  when he opened them they were back to normal. "Amazing." I said in awe and disbelief. "You know that shouldn't be possible." I told him. He bent and got into my face and like the last time he did that, I sucked in an audible breath.
Zukile: "If I wasn't forcing myself to take things slow with you precious one  since I know you need slow to get used to things between us, I would say fuck your family and move you into my house."
Me: "You have a house?" He smiled.
Zukile: "That's all you got from all that I said?" I bit my lip. He puffed out a laugh and stood up straighter. "Yes I have a house and it's always opened for you." Oh. That was a nice thing to say. A very nice thing, actually.
Me: "You're nice." He chuckled.
Zukile: "I think you're the only one who would say that about me precious one."
Me: "Y-You're not nice to other people?"
Zukile: "Depends who you asking."
Me: "Who-."
Zukile: "No more questions." He said tapping me lightly on the nose. I closed my mouth. "Can I have your phone precious one." I took it out of backpack and put it on his outstretched hand. He fiddled with it and gave it back to me. "I programmed my number in there. Text or call me anytime, okay?" I gave a tentative nod. "I mean it."
Me: "Okay." He gave me a look that said he didn't trust me and I couldn't help but giggle.
Zukile: "Okay my precious one, you better go in before it gets cold. I don't want you catching a cold." I nodded in agreement even though I wasn't ready to part from him. I wanted to stay with him forever. "Go on before I make your wish come true and kidnap you."
Me: "Bye." I said waving.
Zukile: "Later baby." Gosh! My insides went mush. I walked towards the house with an aching heart. Before I could reach the front door I stopped and turned, he was still standing on the same spot I left him with those eyes of his on me. "Go in." He mouthed. I gave him a final wave and went in.