Big Bad Wolfie

Chapter 8) That's Cute

Awe!

Ow!

  Ah!

  Okay, I need to put a stop to this!

"You're really bad at this," I chuckled.

  "What?"

  "Dancing. You have no rhythm," I smirked, shaking my head.

  "I do too have rhythm!"

  He continued to steer me out of rhythm, and stepped on my foot. Again.

  "Do not! And you keep running me into people!" I chuckled again at his expense.

  "No I —"

  He ran me into another person.

  He sighed, "well. . . I —"

  "Here, let me show you," I smiled up at him.

It's kinda cute that he's so bad at this.

  "First," at some point while dancing, his hand on the small of my back had slid up to my shoulder(for some weird reason). We're in an awkward position with my arm still uncomfortably resting over his. We had leaned in closer, though. Weather he was pulling my shoulders closer to him consciously or not, or I was leaning in without me realizing, I don't know, but I removed his hand and put it back in the right place. "This isn't a middle school dance," I grinned up at him through my dark lashes. "It's more classy with the hand on the hip."

  His eyes stayed on my face. The feeling of him looking through me came back. "Says who?" He asked quietly, sounding distracted.

  "Says me," I told him, trying to ignore his intense gray gaze.

You have a mutual dislike for each other, you have a mutual dislike for each other.

  Mate!

  No!

  "Second, the rhythm is, one two three, one two three," I guided him coolly, the amused smirk still on my face. "Not one two, two and a half, three four, one, one and a half, twothree."

He rolled his eyes. "yeah, yeah"

We kept dancing, and right before we plowed into another couple I stopped us both and redirected us.

"Isn't the guy supposed to lead the girl?" He raised his eyebrow as we continued on dancing.

"Isn't the guy supposed to keep on tempo and have at least a tiny bit of coordination?"

  Another eye roll.

  I grinned, just because of how human he's being right now — and I get to make fun of him for it. Not acting like a stone wall and all.

Even if I can usually see through the cracks, it's still nice.

  I continued to guide us through the dance floor. I know it's generally the guys part, but I'm not that bad at it. I get some practice when I dance with the little kids from the house for fun.

a while he started getting the hang

I gave

minutes when he randomly let out this question(it was more of a statement

you're mine, right?" He asked, out of the

that wasn't abrupt

"A bit possessive

"Ha. Ha," he said flatly.

"Wasn't a

funny," he continued

what else you could possibly be referring to

stayed silently staring at

whatever helps you sleep at

"No," his grip got even tighter and he drew

devour his lips, don't devour his

self control. Don't fail me

  "Your territory is mine. Your House is mine. And you.

"No

  I smirked.

  "You're cute when you think

~*~*~*~

the song ended, wolfie's friends started waving him over to the

Hehehe.

them and I ran my hand over the

Wolfie grimaced.

those strawberry things you

I took a sip and smiled in

over the bar, looking at the tender sternly. "I'm cutting

"Um," he

can't do that," I glared at

"Aw, you're cute when you think you're in control," he tilted his head and popped out his

I glared at him

"Um, sorry, she's right," the bar tender told him

whipped to him. Wolfie trained a dark look on the poor werewolf — who was

"Sir," He chocked out as an after

leaned even closer to

  Again, why are

sir, I am aware of that, but miss Crimson is also

  I grinned.

  Wolfie

The grin

of that," I protested,

looked at the tender with annoyed but

as he had to nod

  Ha.

to do to get you not to serve her anymore?" Wolfie raised his eyebrow and took out his

sir." The poor guy

a

the same same thing, sir," he squeaks, looking like he wants to

  Which I can

  I think.

But maybe I actually do get him mad, and so his death glare right now may not

why he's

"No! It's not!" He slammed his hand down on the

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