his coffee girl

PART 4

The pieces were coming together, the eyes of the wolf, the smell. Who am I kidding though, I'm just overthinking this whole situation? Right?

I shift slightly, I was in my bedroom. How did? Wait, maybe it was just a dream. The air was so cold.
I shuffled around my bed, not opening my eyes. I lived in a apartment so i had airconditioners installed instead of windows so i could still have some sort of air circulation going around since the only window was in the bathroom. In my room on the other side of my room i just had a massive pane of glass so i could look out and see the town. Cool air soothing my hot skin... i don't remember turning on the AC. I was super hot, i felt like my body temperature was rising by the minute. Opening my eyes then Sitting up slowly rubbing my eyes.

I squinted my eyes to adjust to the darkness, everything seemed to be in place. I breathed in through my nose, the same mouth watering aroma filled my nose. Him.

His scent was lingering in the air, I felt like i was standing right next to him like.. I was in the coffee shop. But the dream?.. the wolf reminded me of him, the smell in my bedroom right now, my constant thoughts of him. Everything was drawing me to him. Or I could be sexually frustrated.. maybe?

I was restless, i touched my forehead where a gash was supposedly to be. Gone. I run my hands over my body, i was sore and tired. Even in the dark I could feel heavy bruises forming on the side of my rib cage and my legs. From what? I mean as a woman I know bruises just appear out nowhere on my legs but this?.. this was like an accident.

The dream, wasn't a dream. Quickly getting up, I race into my living area, turning on the lights where my bike was supposed to be. It was gone. I shook my head. No. No. No.

No frickin way, how did I get home? Where was my phone, my keys, my glasses? On the verge of a mental breakdown, I saw Milli pop up on the island bench. I puffed my lips out and cried. Have I gone crazy?

I didn't want to come to the terms of that I'm still alive, that my near death experience involved a-a-a werewolf. Everything added up, my bike being missin, the bruises. How did I get home?

I remember falling, then being caught by these warm muscular arms. Sending me shivers all over my body but lighting my body up at the same time. There was only one person I knew who could make me feel that way. Him.

How was that even possible? Only the wolf was there, unless he was the wolf?

I was frozen, I couldn't. My head hurt from thinking so much, I'm crazy. No fucking way.. it couldn't be...A werewolf!? I'm refusing that shit. All those fairytales and stuff about them having mates, as their mates were designed to be their one and only lover for life. This was all high school- lovey dover twilight shit, I've read so many books while I was a teenager about werewolf love and the typical love stories. Oh, i guess twilight, but i could guess that was inaccurate. But that was ages ago, what if they weren't even true. I mean they couldn't be.

Where was my phone? Could he have my belongings? I just wanna go to sleep, sore, tired, hungry.
I wondered to my kitchen, took a glass from the cupboard and filled it with water. Everything seemed off all a sudden i felt like the air got ten times thicker in the span of 2 seconds, everything was in slow motion. As i was turning around the lights shut off to look back a Milli, i dropped my cup of water onto the floor. Sending glass pieces flying everywhere on the floor. I groaned thinking of the mess i'd have to clean up.

Black-Out?

My eyes were darting around my living area. In front of me was the same eyes i remember seeing in the forest.

I couldn't make out his body figure but The same grey eyes, but they were glowing right back at me. I gulped and pushed myself back, pushing my back against the kitchen bench. His eyes seemed to scan me, this is the man from the coffee shop. I know it, stopping myself with the bullshit excuses. Everything added up, the eyes, his aroma which drew me in, he was so perfect.