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A wolf cried out in the woods behind my house.

I rolled over again pulling the pillow over my head to block out the noise. This wolf would not go away, every single damn night for the past two weeks it howls outside my room. I heard Leah moving around in the next room. She stormed into my room and threw open the window.

"I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!"she cried into the dark woods.

I swear I heard someone laughing.

Leah slammed the door shut and stormed out again, this time I heard the front door slam. A few minutes later she came back in the house with a smug grin on her face. I noticed a small scrap on her arm, "Leah, what happened?"

"Hm?" her eyes followed mine to the scratch, "oh don't worry about it, and he's gone."

She smiled once more before retreating to her room

What just happened?? I swear things have been so weird since I go here.

I haven't seen or spoken to Paul since that night, well uh morning I guess. But I hope I never see him again, I'm just so embarrassed that I acted like that. He probably thinks so poorly of me now, Leah told me it doesn't matter what he thinks, but I mean I do care.

My alarm went off about ten minutes later, blinking seven in the morning, I had to get to work by eight. Im starting this job at a small pharmacy about 15 minutes away from here. I hopped out of bed and put on the dark green collared shirt with the store logo over the breast, and pulled on khaki capris. Grabbing the keys to my blue pick up I called goodbye to Leah who mumbled a reply.

It was drizzling as I drove the fifteen minutes to work, not really a surprise though. I was the only one working this shift, my boss had called on the way telling me my co-worker was sick. Oh, boy. Five whole hours of standing here by myself, how exciting. The bell above the door rang, letting me know that a customer was here. I could see who it was yet because a shelf of gum and chocolate bars was blocking my view. I went back to reading my book under the counter.

"Uh, hi."

Oh my god, please no. I looked up slowly, first seeing his large dark hands, then the front of his dark blue shirt, and finally I looked up into his eyes which were watching me intently. Shit.

"Uh hello, how can I help you?"

His brow furrowed slightly, "Actually I just came to talk to you." Oh.

"Oh, well. Um.," I didn't know what to say. He wanted to talk to me? Or hook up with me again? Oh man I can't believe I did that! Could I have started my summer off any worse? I don't think so. So what do I say but, "if you didn't see it, there's a sign that says no loitering so.."

I winced as I said it, and I think he did too. I mean no loitering, what the fuck?

He scratched the back of his neck, "Uh, what? You want me to buy something?"

"Uh no, but just, could you like uh.."

"Leave?" he interrupted me, sounding kinda hurt. It did sound kind of bitchy.

I furrowed my eyebrows, "Well, I just," I sighed loudly, "look, the other night. That's not really me I don't know what I was doing so I don't know what kind of a girl you think I am but I am not that type of girl so I don't know what you want but I'm real embarrassed about the other night and I just wish it never happened and if you just forgot about it I mean that'd be great."

God, I make no sense at all. He was staring into my eyes again.

"I don't think I could forget it even if I wanted to. And I defiantly don't wish it never happened."

I grimaced, "What do you want?"

He smiled a little, "Howabout we go out tomorrow night, are you busy?"

Well that was unexpected. But he probably just wants to get in my pants. "Uh yeah I am busy actually." I lied, and he could see right through me. His smile faded, but came back a split second even bigger.

"Really?" he asked through his smug smile.

"Uh y- yeah." I stuttered, feeling my checks getting hot with the blush I knew he could see.

The smile grew again, "how 'bout tonight then?" he asked as I busied myself by stacking the gum in neat pyramids on the counter. "Busy." I said again.

He chuckled and the sound almost knocked me off my feet. Why was I so interested in this guy? I don't even know anything about him.

"Hm, you're a busy girl, huh?" I nodded once in reply.

"The next night?"

"Busy." I walked out from behind the counter and pretended to be organizing candy bars on the rack. He followed behind me.

"The next night?"

"Busy."

"What about the next night?"

"Still busy."

"The next night?"

"I'm busy."

His hands grabbed my upper arms and spun me around 'till I found myself pressed again the shelf with him brushing against me, he leaned in and I could feel his hot breath on my face. My breath caught in my chest and my eyes widened as he stared into them.

"Now," he whispered, "are you positive that your busy tonight? Because I'd really love to take you out to dinner, or a movie if you'd prefer that."

"I- I-"

The bell rang signaling that another customer was here. Paul let me go and backed up against a wall, his eyes never leaving me as a rung up a petite old woman's things. She left and I turned to look at Paul, who was still watching me.

"So how about it? I promise to be a perfect gentleman."

I really wanted to go, he seemed so nice and I mean he hadn't taken advantage of me that night, he had tried to leave, I was the one who pulled him inside and on the bed. Plus, I mean how much more could I embarrass myself in front of him? What the hell? Right?

"Sure." I mumbled, and although I could tell he heard me by the way his eyes lit up he asked me, "what was that?"

I narrowed my eyes, "I said sure."

His smile was blinding, "Great, I'll pick you up around seven."

I smiled slightly, "Great."

Our eyes locked for a long moment, before smiled once more and walked out the door.

Now, what have I just gotten into?