Wolf...No. Werewolf...Asked Me To Be His Mate! (Completed, but not fully Edited)

chapter 11-So, mate or girlfriend, which one? (Edited..,.,,Kinda)

Once my mind had gotten over the bomb that had just gone off –it seemed like a bomb to me-I took time to think it over some more, within my mind it seemed like the right thing to be doing.

I relaxed my face so I wouldn’t look like I was having a mental breakdown or something like that.

"I would do it again. You know that Zoey, kiss you that is. If you would let me do it, I would kiss you all day long". Still stuck in my world of thought all I could do was raise an eyebrow. Was he trying to tell me something?

He put his head on my shoulder and leaned it to the side of mine. "After all, you are my soul mate. Aren't you?” Now there was a question… I felt a shiver run down my back.

I noticed his voice changed. He didn’t quite sound like him, even if I didn’t really know what his voice sounds like.

Toby lent back and rested his arm around me. "It’s just... I've never had a werewolf boyfriend before".

Boyfriend? Ha that doesn't sound all too bad considering the ‘boyfriend’ is a werewolf. Toby lent his head to the side some more. "Boyfriend. No, no I'm your mate". I rested my head back, I felt a little unsettled.

Doesn’t he know that I can't go round TELLING people that I'm his MATE, know can I? They wouldn’t understand and then they would ask questions that could mean trouble in the end. After all, I’m sure he doesn’t want people knowing. Otherwise he wouldn’t have told me to meet him somewhere private to tell me his secret.

"Toby, not everyone knows about werewolves, do they? Anyway, they would think we're crazy if I said I'm your MATE! Or that we’re English or something and mean friend.”

He took a while and seemed to put great thought into it. It was silent again, which I didn’t like. If it was one thing that was wrong here it was the gaps between our conversations, they drove me crazy for some reason.

He kept his gaze up and didn’t take his eyes off of me.

They looked so nice.

On impulse I reached out to touch the side of his face. His skin didn’t feel as rough as it looked. No, it felt smooth and nice. I let my fingers trail down to his jaw line and down further until it rested on his shoulder.

We just looked at each other. The gap between us started to lessen and we both leaned into each other. Maybe we should kiss. After all a kiss is the first step to a healthy relationship. And to tell the truth being in a relationship with a guy as good looking as Toby is wouldn’t be all that bad.

Our lips were inches apart when I felt vibrations coming from my pocket.

I pulled my phone out. 'R U back yet Zo?' I sighed. Dani always had bad timing. I text back and closed my phone. Things seemed to be a little awkward now. The mood for a kiss now long gone.

I was blushing and it only got worse when my stomach started yelling at me for food. I rubbed my hands over the hungry beast, which is also known as El Stomach. Toby stood and offered me his hand as if nothing had just happened.

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The making and eating of the food was....interesting.

Most of the food got eaten BEFORE it got placed on the plat or even in the pan. But Toby, he sure can cook I'll tell you that. We ended up having more than just a breakfast. We had scrambled eggs on toast, sausage sandwiches and some pancakes. Not to mention the fruit drink he made, which I can now say is my favourite drink.

And Toby, boy was right; he does eat a lot more than a normal man. He ate most of the food we made, between the out bursts of laughing and joking around that we shared.

We sat in front of the TV watching The Simpson's. A classic one if you ask me. I couldn’t have picked a better one that was showing than the one on now. The tree house of horror episodes.

The one when Ned gets turned into a werewolf and tries to kill homer. It seemed so fitting for the moment. I tried to sneak looks at what Toby’s reaction was to it, but I couldn’t do it without it looking like I was checking him out.

It was still raining and there were still bolts of thunder outside, which unsettled me quite a lot, which I had my reasons for.

The credits were just rolling up the screen when the TV, lights and everything went out. I sat there, blinking. I should tell you something, though. I don't really like the dark that much. I cuddled myself into the sofa and held my knees to my chest.

Panic was already bursting into my veins.  

There was shuffling around and then small lights from candles flickered around the room, lighting up one by one. Thank God I keep candles around the place for times like this.

I sat there until Toby pulled my arms away and pulled me away from the sofa. He rocked me back and forth as he held me in his arms. He knows why I hated black outs so much. If there hadn't of been a black out my mum would still be here.

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