Ch. 7 - Disclosure Pt. 2

Aláine's Point of View

I wished he wasn't so close to me; it was truly hard to focus. When he brought his face close to mine, I could feel his breath lightly on my face.

I must have been blushing by now. I certainly felt like my face was as red as a beetroot.

Shaking my head, I said, "That's no indication. Every woman in the club is probably attracted to you. You are a walking candy store of attraction."

It was Kristof's turn to chuckle now, which was unnerving because he was so damn sexy. I ought to make a mental note that he certainly was a walking candy store, and I had a sugar craving.

Again, I tried to shake my head to try and dispel the effect he was having on me. It wasn't working very well.

Taking a deep breath and with a slightly audible quiver in my voice, I said to Kristof, "I am not going with you tonight. I have a life.

Well... I have a part-time job and a pet, and that's my life. If you want me, take me on a date. We need to get to know each other first."

Kristof sat back and we stared at each other for a while. He didn't look happy, but I was determined and hoped I showed it.

It must have worked because he finally chuckled and said, "Fine! Will you join me for a drink and supper tonight, and dinner tomorrow night? I will court you as you deserve."

Smooth! There was no way out of that one. I couldn't back down and say no now.

Then I turned to Tyra, "Is this why you haven't returned my calls or contacted me for about a year now?"

Tyra looked down, embarrassed (as she should be), and nodded.

"I wouldn't care what you were or who you loved," I continued, "You are my family, my only family."

"Hmmph," said Zara, "I'm pretty much family too."

I looked at Tyra, "My only blood family" then looked back at Zara. "Better now?"

Zara nodded and smiled, then went back to talking to Noah.

Tyra and my mothers were twins who had also married twins. Interestingly, neither set of parents had given birth to twins, but our mothers had been pregnant simultaneously. I was two days older than Tyra and we were raised like sisters rather than cousins.

Our parents did almost everything together and were together when a truck ran a red light and crashed into them all, leaving both of us without parents.

It had been just over three years now, and when Tyra disappeared, it had left a large gaping wound. Maybe we could begin to heal that. Maybe. I have a lot of hurt to get past.

Kristof ordered his driver to take us to an upscale bar where we could get to know each other. It was less noisy and more private than the nightclub.

The evening's conversation was more small talk than anything else, but it allowed me the chance to observe Kristof. I kept looking to see if anything in his looks or actions would indicate he was a werewolf.

Other than continuously stroking my wrist and staring at me as if I were dessert he wanted to consume, he was the perfect gentleman. At the end of the evening, Kristof insisted on dropping Zara and me home.

When we got inside, I looked at my flatmate and said, 'Other than your little outburst there, you were very quiet tonight. That is unlike you. At least tell me what you think I should do."

Zara looked at me, shook her head, and said, "Personally, I think you made the only choice. He's certainly a looker, and he appears to have a decent personality. But going slow is more your speed." Zara burst out laughing, "I hooked up with a werewolf! Grrr! Oh my god… I said "grrr" to a werewolf!"

"And I'm going on a date with one."

We both collapsed on the couch, giggling like little children. My dog Axel jumped about, attempting to lick our faces, which made our giggling worse.

I finally crawled into bed in the early hours of the morning. My reaction to Kristof had unnerved me. Him merely looking at me had aroused me in a way I'd never felt before. He was right; I was drawn to him. I was just stunned by how much I was attracted to him.

Punching my pillow a few times, I realised that I couldn't sleep. I needed a release, so my fingers slipped into my pyjama shorts, feeling for my swollen sex. It felt good as I brought myself to climax, but I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like with someone else. More specifically, what it would be like with Kristof. Maybe, even what it will be like?