To close for love(on hold)

chapter 4

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*Nicole's point of view

"Can I have your number so I can call you?" James asked. I smiled and grabbed his phone out of his back pocket. I dialed my number and called myself.

"There now I have yours too," I said handing him his phone back. He grab a loaf of bread and followed me up to the counter.

" So how as California been?" He asked. I shrugged.

"It was pretty good, but I missed New York and all my friends here," I told him.

"You missed me that much?" he teased.

"I cried every night because I couldn't see you," I joked back. He hugged me and rubbed my back like he was comforting me.

"Sh, there there its okay. I'm here now," he said. I couldn't help but smell him when he pressed my face into his chest. He smelled manly and clean. It smelled nice, but some part of me couldn't help but feel empty.

He checked out before me and waited until all my stuff was bagged and put back into the cart. He walked me to my car then helped me put everything into the trunk.

"Well, someone's trying to get another boy scout patch," I teased.

"No, I'm just hoping for a reward from a pretty lady," he answered. I closed the trunk.

"Hm," I said tapping my chin with my finger. "What kind of reward should I give you for working so hard?"

"A very good one."

"Oh, I got it!" I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek making sure to make a loud smacking noise.

"That's all I get for lifting all those heavy bags?" He asked looking like a defeated little puppy.

"You have to take me out for a proper kiss," I told him. that made him laugh. His laugh was so contagious that I couldn't help but join in.

I gave him a final hug before I said good bye to him.

I went home and up packed the groceries, with no help from my mother. I picked out the perfect outfit to wear on my date with James.

"Honey, the moving company just called and they said there is a problem with our stuff. They said it should be here in a week or two," my mom told me. I groaned. So much for the perfect outfit that I was going to wear. It was in with all my other luggage.

"i'm going to the mall, be back in time for dinner," I told her and got back into the car. I went off in search of a new perfect first date outfit.

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*Brandon's point of view.

I growled at everyone when I walked inside the house and found them all just waking up.

"Someone had a rough night," Trent said.

"Shut up," I snapped at him angry that I couldn't have my mate with me to hold close in my sleep.i walked up the stairs into my room. I plopped down on the bed and fell asleep.

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I woke up hours later than I had planned. My wolf must have felt content with its mate closer than it had been in years. It usually let me get 3 or 4 hours of sleep a night and that was only because I was about to collapse in exhaustion.

I leaped out of bed and pulled on jeans and a t-shirt. I looked for a plaid shirt and buttoned it up on my way to the bathroom. I had to get out of the house and go find a way to 'bump' into Nicole. Now that she was close I couldn't stay away from her.

I quickly combed my hair and brushed my teeth. I ran down the stairs. My skin felt tight and I was aggravated. Even though I was more content than I have been in a long time didn't mean I was in a good mood. I haven't been since I found out that I let my mate slip through my fingers.

Trent walked up to me, " So I take it Nicole's back already." I nodded. My wolf clawed to get out, even though Trent was one of my best friends he was still considered competition to him.

"Have you talked to her?" He asked. I felt my shoulders and face fall and sadly shook my head. Just because she was back home didn't mean that I already won her over. Somehow I had made her mad enough to lose contact with me.

"I stayed guard outside her window last night," I told him. Having said it out loud I realized how perverted it sounded.

He shook his head at me, "You got it bad. I'm glad I haven't found my mate yet."

I laughed at him. He had to put up with a depressed new alpha for a friend. One who not only lost his mate, but his father in the same week. I felt a tug inside of me.

"I have to go," I said. I felt the need to go find her. It was even stronger than it had been a few minutes ago. I slid on my shoes and grabbed my car keys and left the house.

I drove past her house and stopped at the end of the road and got out. I walked past her house. Even though her smell was strong and fresh I knew that she wasn't home.

I drop around for a while looking for the car that was in her driveway last night. I finally gave up my search for her using the car and brought it back home.

I went into the woods behind the house and did what I warned my whole pack from doing, shifting during the day. I ran around the wooded areas looking for her, doing my best to stay out of human sight. I smelled her by the grocery store, but I was to far away to tell if she was still there or not.

 My wolf snarled in anger of not finding its mate and snapped its jaws.I let it free and allowed it to hunt to take out its anger. I forced him to eat its kill. I didn't feel the urge to eat but I knew that I had to. I had shifted many times and that took up a lot of energy. I hadn't eaten in the past day, but my wolf felt no need for such trivial needs such as food or rest when its mate was out there unprotected by us.

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