Authors Note
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♡Much love. DTG
○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○After the little show we put on in the living room down stairs Cole took me upstairs to his room so I can do my homework. Me and Cole didn't bring up what happened down stairs at all.
I grab my cellphone and text my mom telling her that I'm safe and staying over Coles house tonight.
" Be safe ;)"
I scoff. "Ew mom don't be gross"
"Just be sure he uses protection!!"
I toss my phone at the foot of the bed not never bothering to reply. She does this every time I sleep over. We would never do anything. We're best friends for Christ sakes!!! I don't know what happened down stairs. Must have been just the heat of the moment.
I get back to doing my homework while laying on Coles Gigantic king sized bed. His room is huge. It even has its own sitting area and I won't even get started on the bathroom. The room is all warm colors, brown, black, and grey. His bed is like heaven.
Cole walks out of the steam filled bathroom with nothing but a towel hanging too low on his waist. A thin strip of hair starting from his bellybutton disappearing down into his towel. Water droplets fall from his hair and bread down onto his chiseled chest and follows the trail of his six pack. I squeeze my thighs together.
My chin tickles and I scratch at it only to realize it's slob. I am seriously drooling. Blushing I push my glasses back up the bridge of my nose and stare at my homework pretending like I don't see him.
Cole walks over to me and kisses me on my head. He goes into his closet and comes out with clothes in his hand.
"Look at me" he growls.
I snap my head up and look at him as he drops his towel. Good lord. So many inappropriate thoughts run through my mind at once. Where he would take me, in what angle, position, how long he would take me, and how many freaking times he would take me.
It twitches and I squeak , covering my four eyes. I take three deep breaths and peek through my fingers. Breathing out a sigh of relief when I see he is fully dressed in a pair of basketball shorts and white v-neck t-shirt.
He runs his fingers through his hair and then comes and climbs in bed. He lays his head in my lap with his eyes closed. He looks peaceful. I run my tiny fingers through his hair and he sighs.
We stay just like that first an hour with me playing in his hair, studying him, his face, his body, and his art, and him relaxing. I don't know exactly when but he falls asleep.
I look at the clock on the wall and it's six o'clock. I smell food cooking from down stairs and I know it's time for me to take a shower so I can eat. I lift Coles heavy head up from my lap and scoot from under him. Then I slowly lay his head back down on the bed. He grumbles and grabs my hand and opens his tired eyes.
"I'm going to take a shower before dinner." I explain. He just kisses my finger tips and the closes his eyes again.
I shower and dress in one of the many pairs of night clothes Cole decided to buy me since I spend so much time over here. Again, this is my second home.
I then wake grumpy Cole up and both head down stairs to help set up the dinning room table. I kept having to going over everything thing Cole did because he was being lazy and sloppy and after a while he started doing it on purpose. Once the table is set up, me, Cole , and a bunch of other pack members place the food that was cooked by all the moms in the house, including the luna, on the table.
The doorbell ring loud and annoying through the house announcing the arrival of a surprise guest.
Beta John, who's now like an uncle to me, leaves to go and answer it. Everyone else sits down at big table that holds up 32 people and starts to dig in.
Cole, beside me, has his plate stacked sky high
With food and so does almost every werewolf in here, but not me and a couple of the humans at the table. Then I wonder how he eats without getting food in his beard.
"Mom this food is good." I say to Mrs. Katelyn Denario who I've been calling mom since middle school. She insisted it and so did Coles dad, Richard.
"Thank you" says many women at the table, including auntie Jane ,Johns mate. I giggle and everyone starts laughing.
I feel a strong warm hand on my knee and liggtly squeeze. Tingles shock my body from Coles touch and I know I going to have to change my undies. I just hope he doesn't smell my arousal.
John enters back in only this time two people trail behind him.
Dad stands up smiling. "Alan! What a pleasant surprise! Welcome! Welcome." He greets the blond and grey haired man in the fancy snakeskin shoes. Alan must be one of the many second alphas in the states. Dad can't exactly keep an close eye on every wolf in every state so there are second aphlas. One for each state but they still all answer to Dad.
Beside Alan is a much younger feminine version of him. Blond pixie like hair, skinny with long legs and wearing a body hugging dress. She had to be about a couple years older than me. About 19 or 20 I think. Bottom line she's girly and pretty, magazine cover type pretty.
I on the other hand look quite the opposite and probably even got food around my mouth. I wipe it just in case and I push my glasses back up the bridge of my nose. I see that she's staring at Cole in a seductive manner my heart gets heavy. Please dont.
A feeling of hate for this stranger starts to form in the pit if my stomach. What is this?
"It's good too see you too old man" Alan says with a hint of a country accent and he gestures to the girl beside him. "This is my daughter Peyton." He walks over to Dad and the meet each other half way doing a guy hug.
"Sit. Sit." Dad gesturing to one of the many empty seats at the table that was only a few seconds ago being occupied by the pups of the pack. They quickly ate their dinner and scurried away.
Alan sits next to the mom and dad and they all start laugh and catch up. Mom even offers him a plate of food. Close by I hear a chair being pulled out. I look to see Peyton sits down beside Cole facing him.
"Hi" She's says obviously to cole. Her eyes flicker to me, down my out fit, and then to Coles hand resting on my knee. They narrow and she glares at be but then ignores me and focuses back on seducing Cole.
Cole is in dinner mode. Chopping down on his food in front of him, he pays Peyton No Attention. I don't even think he realizes we even have guests here.
She trys again "Hi." He just keeps eating.
I can tell that time she tried to sound even more sexy but failed. Her boobs were literally about to fall out the top of her shirt. I look up to see mom shaking her head at her, Jasmine glaring at her, and Calvin laughing at her.
Annoyed, Peyton pushes Coles plate away from him. Instantly the whole table gets quiet and I'm just looking at her like 'Bitch really?'.
Cole leans back against the chair, head up, eyes close, and still holding his fork. I can tell he is trying to calm himself down.
"Hi!" She says my aggressively.
Without moving from his position or even opening his eyes Cole replies. "Get..the fuck..away from me now. Before I break your stick like arm bitch." His voice thunderous.
she looks at him like he just slapped the crap outa her and Jasmine and I both burst into a fit of giggles.
I reach over and grab his plate, pulling it back in front of him. He starts eating again like nothing happened.
"Peyton wait in the car. Now!" Alan yells at her. She scrambles out I f her seat and rush out the door with her tail tucked between her legs.
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