Chapter 4
Opening the door to my apartment, which when I think about it, the pack house makes my house look like a freaking closet. With Riley behind me, I walked into my bedroom packing up some clothes and necessities into my duffel bag while Riley is apparently 'exploring' the rest of my bedroom.
"Are you taking these?" Riley questioned, holding up a pair of my panties sniffing it. Snatching it off of him,
"What's wrong with you, you're such a pervert." I was glaring at him.
"Only to my tigger." His signature smirk's on.
"Did you just name me after a Disney cartoon?" I asked raising a brow.
"Yes I did my tigger, I think the name suites you pretty well don't you think?"
"No it doesn't, don't call me that or I'll start calling you pooh." Don't ask, I couldn't think of anything better right now.
"Well if I'm pooh then you're my honey." He winked at me. Yeah this thing totally isn't going to work.
Finally, I had finished packing, now we are making our way back to the pack house with Riley driving.
"STOP, STOP THE CAR!" I screamed. His foot almost broke the car's flooring bed after slamming in the breaks taking the car to a sudden stop. A worried look was plastered on Riley's face.
"What? What's the matter? Are you hurt? What's wrong Carter?"
He asked franticly.
"I'm hungry can we go eat at McDonalds?" I questioned seriously.
"Damn you Carter. Damn you. I thought something was wrong, I thought you were hurt." Urrggghhh now I feel guilty, oh well McDonald's is calling for me. After a few minutes of Riley's rambling he finally shut up and started driving again.
"Soooooo, how about McDonald's then? Cause it is your fault I haven't eaten as you were the one who kidnapped me from school"
"Stop exaggerating it wasn't even kidnap, you wanted to come."
"You threw me over your shoulder and strapped me into you car against my will." I stared at him in utter disbelief.
"Whatever, come on lets go." Looking out the window, we were parked in a McDonald's parking lot. Skipping ahead of Riley, like a five year old down the street. Don't judge, I still consider myself as a kid. Walking up to the cashier, a teenage girl in her early twenties I'm guessing or late teens. Once she saw Riley, pulling down her shirt which in my opinion could fit a 6 year old and putting on a flirtatious smile.
"Hi, welcome to McDonald's. What would you like to order." she said in an annoying voice not even taking notice of me.
Clearing my throat, "Uhhmmm can I get six nuggets and a large strawberry milkshake" Looking down at me and rolling her eyes, she put in my order, then went back to ogling at Riley.
"Sure whatever child, how about you there handsome, what would you like, your choice you can have anything."
She winked toward him. Lord, kill me now. I know I should be getting pissed off that she's trying to flirt with my mate (Keyword: trying) but I never really wanted a mate in the first place.
"No Thanks I don't want anything you have to offer, can we just get our order now please?" He asked trying to be kind.
"Oh alright," she pouted that she was turned down. "Well here's your order, come back anytime." She directed it towards Riley.
"Riley, wait a second. Can I quickly borrow a pen and paper?" I asked sweetly to the slut of a cashier.
With a roll of her eye she handed over a piece of paper and pen.
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