Big Bad Wolfie

Chapter 9: 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.

the hang of it

gave him back

let out

"You know you're mine, right?" He asked, out of the blue. Face unreadable,

that

"A bit possessive

Ha," he said

"Wasn't a joke."

funny," he continued without any change

referring to other than. . . Oh. Oohhh,

He stayed silently staring at me with a frown

that case, whatever helps

got even tighter and

don't devour his lips, don't

C'mon self control.

territory is mine. Your House is mine. And

"No one else's."

I smirked.

"You're cute when you think you're in

~*~*~*~

ended, wolfie's friends started waving him over to the bar. He frowned and looked

Hehehe.

my hand over the bar top. "I

Wolfie grimaced.

strawberry things you gave me please?" I

sip and smiled in content.

over the

looked between

you can't do

he tilted his

glared at him

she's right," the bar

to him. Wolfie trained a dark look on the poor werewolf — who was significantly smaller than

He chocked out as an after

scooted his chair in and leaned even closer to him.

why are

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

I grinned.

Wolfie chuckled.

The grin

"You have no proof of that,"

looked at the tender with annoyed

The smaller guy shrunk as he had to nod in

Ha.

serve her anymore?" Wolfie raised his eyebrow and took out his wallet while simultaneously giving him a death

take bribes, sir." The poor

a

thing, sir," he squeaks, looking like he wants

Which I can

I think.

maybe I actually do get him mad, and so his death glare

why he's suddenly

slammed his hand down

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