Painting Our Destiny [COMPLETE]

Black Wolf

Hey, sorry it's been a while I've just had my prom and have been helping some people out so I haven't really had the chance to write.

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Chapter 45:

"Wahoo!" I flung my arms up in the air as tones of pennies tumbled out of the machine, clinking happily. I smiled at Corey before bending down and scooping the coins into the plastic cup.

"What do you want to go on now?" He asked. I looked around the arcade before leading him over to the PAC man machine. He stood behind me, his arms around my waist, as I inserted the coins.

"Excited for tonight?" Corey asked into my ear as I determinedly tried to keep PAC man alive.

"Yeah. I hope our mums don't go crazy," I chuckled. Tonight both our families will be having dinner together for the first time and neither of us know what's going to happen.

"If they start having wine they probably will." He rested his head on my shoulder, watching me.

"Aw, damn it," I groaned as I lost the game for the third time. I turned to Corey. "You wanna go?"

"Sure."

He positioned himself next to me and started playing PAC man. I leaned my head on his arm as I watched his facial expressions change throughout the game. His nose scrunched up slightly when he almost lost, biting his lip in concentration. I smiled as a small, content sigh drifted through my lips. I loved this.

"Yes! High score!" Corey cheered as he won. I smiled widely as he turned to me and high fived me enthusiastically.

"Come on, I want to get you something," he grinned, pulling me by my hand through the arcade.

Smiling I protested anyway. "Corey you don't have to!"

"I want to," he looked down at me with those perfect dark eyes, automatically making my protests get stuck in my throat. "What do you want?"

I turned around, realising we were standing in front of the claw machine. I smiled unconsciously at the colourful stuffed animals that piled inside it. My eyes scanned the toys before landing on a little black wolf. My fingers rested on the glass next to it as my smile grew at its cuteness.

"The wolf?" Corey asked. I looked up at him to meet an adoring gaze making me blush and look back at the wolf. I heard Corey chuckle quietly before inserting the coins into the machine. He moved the claw carefully, intensely watching its movements like it was life or death. His determination to get a stuffed animal for me made me adore him more. It seemed that with every passing moment with him, everything new I discover about him, I find myself loving him more than I did before. It scared me how I've become so reliant on him, I think it scares him too, but that fear just fuels the passion and love between us.