The Werewolf Mega-Bundle 2 (Ten BBW Paranormal Erotic Romance Stories) by Mia Harris Page B
Authors: Mia Harris
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couldn’t wait for their date, and knew that the next twenty-four hours couldn’t possibly go by fast enough.
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Alice had been right about the next day not going fast enough. It dragged by so slowly that she thought her brain was actually not working properly. Every time she checked the clock, thinking that an hour had gone by, only five minutes had actually passed, and by the time work was finally over, she had almost been driven crazy with excitement.
When she arrived home, she immediately started cooking dinner. She wanted everything to go perfectly, so she had decided on making bouillabaisse – a French dish that she had perfected last year. French food seemed nice and romantic, and now all she needed to do was choose a movie for them to watch.
She didn’t want to seem too keen, so instead of choosing a soppy romance film, she chose a comedy from Dalia’s collection. By 7:55, she was a nervous wreck; her hands shaking and her legs trembling as she waited for Caleb to arrive. What if he stands me up? she worried, and just as she was about to call Dalia for moral support, she heard the doorbell.
Sighing with relief, she composed herself and answered the door, hoping he wouldn’t notice how nervous she was. As Caleb smiled and presented her with yet another bunch of flowers, she couldn’t help but let out a little gasp. He looked even more handsome tonight than ever before. His dark hair was slightly swept back, his skin looked radiant, and his blue eyes sparkled under the porch light as she greeted him and accepted the flowers.
“Thanks. Come in,” she said, gesturing behind her. “I think I now have enough flowers to start my own floristry business.”
He laughed and followed her to the small dining room, where she motioned for him to sit before heading to the kitchen and serving up their dinner onto the best plates that she owned.
“Here you go,” she said, presenting him with the dish. “Want some wine?”
“Sure, thanks. This smells amazing. You have to let me cook for you next time, though, or at least let me take you somewhere. That way it’s a real date,” he replied.
“Oh, so this isn’t a real date?”
“No, that’s not what I meant, I meant that…”
Caleb stopped mid-sentence as he saw the look on Alice’s face.
“Oh, you were just kidding.”
“Yes,” she said, her cheeks flushing slightly.
For some reason, she already felt comfortable enough with him to tease him and joke around. It was strange, because in the grand scheme of things they barely knew each other, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that she had known him her whole life.
After exchanging some light banter about work for a while, Caleb’s face took on a more serious expression.
“So, Alice… what made you finally agree to a date with me?”
Alice knew that this question had been coming. She took a deep breath and started to tell him everything – about the prom incident in high school, and how it had led to her general distrust in all men, relationship-wise.
“Anyway, when I saw Mark last night, he told me that I hadn’t changed. Really, he hadn’t changed either, because he was still a pathetic bully. But in a way, he was right. I haven’t changed. I haven’t let the past go. I figured it was finally time to move on, otherwise I’d be stuck in the past forever… just like Mark so clearly is,” she said.
Caleb watched her face intently as she spoke, and at the mention of Mark’s name his eyes darkened with anger. When she was finished, she paused for a moment and then asked him a question she had wanted to know the answer to for some time.
“Well, now that I answered your question, you have to answer mine. I know you said that you were so persistent in asking me out because you could tell that I was interested, but how could you tell? Why didn’t you just eventually give up? I mean… what made you so
***
Alice had been right about the next day not going fast enough. It dragged by so slowly that she thought her brain was actually not working properly. Every time she checked the clock, thinking that an hour had gone by, only five minutes had actually passed, and by the time work was finally over, she had almost been driven crazy with excitement.
When she arrived home, she immediately started cooking dinner. She wanted everything to go perfectly, so she had decided on making bouillabaisse – a French dish that she had perfected last year. French food seemed nice and romantic, and now all she needed to do was choose a movie for them to watch.
She didn’t want to seem too keen, so instead of choosing a soppy romance film, she chose a comedy from Dalia’s collection. By 7:55, she was a nervous wreck; her hands shaking and her legs trembling as she waited for Caleb to arrive. What if he stands me up? she worried, and just as she was about to call Dalia for moral support, she heard the doorbell.
Sighing with relief, she composed herself and answered the door, hoping he wouldn’t notice how nervous she was. As Caleb smiled and presented her with yet another bunch of flowers, she couldn’t help but let out a little gasp. He looked even more handsome tonight than ever before. His dark hair was slightly swept back, his skin looked radiant, and his blue eyes sparkled under the porch light as she greeted him and accepted the flowers.
“Thanks. Come in,” she said, gesturing behind her. “I think I now have enough flowers to start my own floristry business.”
He laughed and followed her to the small dining room, where she motioned for him to sit before heading to the kitchen and serving up their dinner onto the best plates that she owned.
“Here you go,” she said, presenting him with the dish. “Want some wine?”
“Sure, thanks. This smells amazing. You have to let me cook for you next time, though, or at least let me take you somewhere. That way it’s a real date,” he replied.
“Oh, so this isn’t a real date?”
“No, that’s not what I meant, I meant that…”
Caleb stopped mid-sentence as he saw the look on Alice’s face.
“Oh, you were just kidding.”
“Yes,” she said, her cheeks flushing slightly.
For some reason, she already felt comfortable enough with him to tease him and joke around. It was strange, because in the grand scheme of things they barely knew each other, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that she had known him her whole life.
After exchanging some light banter about work for a while, Caleb’s face took on a more serious expression.
“So, Alice… what made you finally agree to a date with me?”
Alice knew that this question had been coming. She took a deep breath and started to tell him everything – about the prom incident in high school, and how it had led to her general distrust in all men, relationship-wise.
“Anyway, when I saw Mark last night, he told me that I hadn’t changed. Really, he hadn’t changed either, because he was still a pathetic bully. But in a way, he was right. I haven’t changed. I haven’t let the past go. I figured it was finally time to move on, otherwise I’d be stuck in the past forever… just like Mark so clearly is,” she said.
Caleb watched her face intently as she spoke, and at the mention of Mark’s name his eyes darkened with anger. When she was finished, she paused for a moment and then asked him a question she had wanted to know the answer to for some time.
“Well, now that I answered your question, you have to answer mine. I know you said that you were so persistent in asking me out because you could tell that I was interested, but how could you tell? Why didn’t you just eventually give up? I mean… what made you so
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