My Wolf-man

Chapter 11 ~ A Whole Lotta Thinking

P.S. In advance, a 'jumper' is just a sweater or pullover or cardigan.
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Sometime between leaving school and walking into Aidens house, I fell soundly asleep.

I woke to find myself being carried in someones arms, and the smell of pine wood and spice confirmed my only suspicion. After the day I'd had, the worry had taken a toll on me and I was drained of energy. I sighed, and rolled into Aiden's arms.

When we finally got to his room, he gently placed me on the bed and adjusted the pillow. With as much energy as I could muster, I reached up and loosened the hair tie that held my hair and let my hair cascade around my shoulders. My eyes were closed, but I knew he was shutting the curtains because I heard him rustle with them and there was no longer a blinding light that pierced my eyes.

I groaned, thinking he was leaving the room when I couldn't hear him anymore. He chuckled, and his footsteps sounded up again. "Hold on."

He came to me and slowly began unlacing my converse shoes and sliding them off my feet. He kicked his off, and took off his shirt. My cheeks went pink. Alright, so maybe I peeked a little.

C'mon...I'm standing in the same room as a wolf. I heard him chuckle, earning a grunt from me in response. 

"Maybe I'll just walk around shirtless all the time," he thought out loud. I squinted at him, trying not to let too much light into my eyes. 

"You wouldn't."

"I totally would," he replied chuckling. I waited until he had sat down in the bed and began pulling the sheets back. 

"Maybe I'll just walk around in a bikini then." 

His head whipped around to look at me, and his jaw was at his feet. I don't know what made me so daring and bold, but I was becoming used to his presence and I guess I've started to open up.

 Especially because I have to move overseas with him in less than 2 days. He broke out in laughter, and he collapsed onto me holding his stomach. I let out an 'oomph' as he fell on my chest and shook with laughter. I had a bemused expression on my face when he finally composed himself and turned to look at me when he was laying down.

"I would love to see you try and be that bold," he challenged me. I rolled my eyes, but adjusted myself so I was lying underneath the covers and not on top where I knew I would get cold from the air conditioner. Truth be told, I don't think I own a swimsuit. I'd never needed one because I never went to the beach or visit public pools to swim.

His facial expression changed so quick that I might not have caught the small frown he let slip at my thought. 

"I'm going to take you shopping," he said. 

"No-" I started, but he cut me off just as quick. 

"I'm taking you shopping before we go," he said. I sighed. I could hear the finality laced in his voice, and there was no arguing my way out of this one. He'd told me before that he wanted to, but I managed to convince him why I didn't need any clothes.

"Sang, do you know how cold Romania can get?" he asked me softly. I shook my head. 

"If we don't buy you clothes, you'll freeze. It can get down to negative numbers, and it will definitely snow."

I couldn't help but grin at the thought of snow. I'd never once seen it and I was dying to. I was so used to the heat that the thought of tiny little white snowflakes falling from the sky made me giddy inside. My excited demeanour made him chuff, but he still smiled.