Today is finally the day that I move in with Dylan. Scary, I know. What if he doesn't like the way I dress? What if he doesn't like how I hog the bed?
Calm the heck down, Opal. He won't care, you've slept with him before and he didn't complain. If he did then he would've left your worrisome ass in a second.
Cora let's out, frustrated at my worrying.
That's right. He would have left me, already. "Hey, Love," Dylan walks into my room with his arms keys in hand. "Hey," I turn around and cup his face, bringing his lips to mine and planting a gentle kiss on them. "If that's what I get for saying 'Hey' then I'll gladly do it every minute," He chuckles. I smile against his lips as I place a peck on them. "Ready to go?" He asks and I glance back at the boxes I packed up. "Yup", I answer and grab a box and then stack another on top of it. Dylan grabs two too and, Wendy, helps us by grabbing the last box.
We load them in the car and I pull her into a hug. "You gonna be alright?" I ask. "Yeah. I have Vince to keep me company," She chuckles and I smile at her. "Okay. I'll see you later," I blow her a kiss as I sit down in the passenger seat. "See ya," She rests her head on Vince's shoulder and waves. Before I shut the door I yell something out to them. "Use protection! I'm too young to be an Aunt," I chuckle an Wendy, pokes her tongue out at me.
Dylan sits in the car next to me and entwines our fingers and rests our hands on my thigh. "You know what you should really get," I ask and he shakes his head. "Nope," He breathes and tightens his knuckles on the steering wheel and releasing them. "Horses," I answer and he nods his head in consideration. "I will take that into thought," she chuckles and turns the car down a road.
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Deciding on where to put my shirts. I hang them up on a rack and my dresser next to them. When I mean MY dresses, I mean the ones that I bought and not the I ones that Dylan bought for me. I take one of the dresses sleeves and feel the material, reaching for the price tag, my eyes widen. "Dylan!" I yell.
"Get your fine ass in here now!" I continue and he comes running in asking what the problem is. "This, " I grab the dress' sleeve and shoe him. "Is expensive, " I take it off the rack and inspect it. Diamonds on some the chest bit and a ribbon around the waist bit. "I have more than enough for it, Love. That to me is just, cents, " He throws his hands up and takes the dress from me and places it back on the rack. "But I don't want your money spent on me, " I gasp frustrated and hang another one of my dresses up.
"They're lovely but I don't need all this jewellery, " I wrap my arms around his torso and kiss his lips. "But I like spoiling you, " He says lowly. "You are so complicated, " I kiss him again and pull away. Placing a pair of stilettos on the shelf, next to my pair of black pumps. "My mother is coming round tomorrow morning, " He sighs and I freeze.
Parents.
"Is she nice?" I ask and walk into the bathroom connected to the bedroom. "Trust me, she is more than nice, " He follows me and leans against the doorframe. I unpack my perfumes and lay them out on the counter in an aesthetic way. I place my moisturizers and creams in an empty cabinet next to my sink. "You have literally nothing here, " I frown and look through the cabinets.
"I know. I need some more stuff, I haven't had the chance to, " He sighs and crosses his arms over his chest and looks me up and down. "Then we can go shopping. Easy sorted. We can get you some stuff and whilst we're there I need to stock up on a few stuff, " I grab a bottle of perfume and squirt some on my wrist, lifting it up to my nose and smell. I raise my brows in satisfaction and spray some over me. I see that Dylan, is staring at me like the jokes when people say, 'I wish a guy could stare at me like that'. I turn around and frown at him.
"What? Do you want some?" I ask and he shakes his head, sauntering over to me slowly, hands in his pocket. When he's in front of me, I wrap my arms around his neck and he takes his hand out his pocket and places them on my hips. "Just seeing how beautiful you are, " He mutters. I look down at the floor and hide my flush. He lifts my gaze up to me his with his fingers and places a gentle kiss on my lips.
His lips lingering there for a moment.
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Alpha Dylan
Werewolf"You're my only reason to live, you're my only reason to breathe, you're my only reason to smile, and you're the only reason that I keep going on, " He stares at me with love and worry in his eyes. I'm starstruck at his confession. "I love you, Opa...
