When we walked into the front door I was surprised by how quiet and dark the house was. I had expected someone to wait up for us, just to make things weird when we walked in. I paused in the entryway, unsure of what to do next. Should I just hug him and walk to my room? Are we going back to his? Does he expect sex? These questions swirled around in my mind. "Thanks for taking me out tonight Isaac. It was fun. The best date I've ever been on, to be honest." He just grinned, shoving his hands deep into his pockets. He didn't immediately push me up against the wall and take my clothes off so I figured he didn't expect sex. I turned to go and was about to step onto the stairs when he called my name.

"Ashlyn, wait." I paused, turning. "Are you at least going to kiss me goodnight?" He asked. I just grinned and ran towards him. I stood on my tiptoes and wrapped my arms around his neck. He lifted me up off the ground a little as he passionately kissed me back.

When we broke apart I whispered, "Goodnight." before quickly making my way up the stairs. It took me a long time to fall asleep that night, because my brain was too busy thinking about the perfect evening I had had with the perfect boy.

I was rudely awoken the next morning by Scott pulling open my curtains as fast as he could and Stiles squirting me with a water pistol. I quickly jumped out of my bed and snatched the water pistol, hurling it through my empty doorway. Scott quickly threw a swimsuit at me before he and Stiles escaped my wrath. I pulled the suit on quickly, irritated at the two boys. I would get payback somehow, someday.

I made my way down to the living room about ten minutes later, Ray Bans on my face and a towel draped over my arm. Everyone else was stuffed in the couch and chairs, impatiently waiting on me. When I first walked into the room, the first face I found myself searching for was Isaac's. When I saw him, he had already fixed his eyes upon me. I couldn't help noticing how god-like he was in that moment. His tanned, muscled body was clad in black board shorts. He was leaning against the wall closest to me, and after smiling at me, he made his way over to where I stood and proceeded to wrap his arm around my waist before kissing me on the top of my head. I felt a blush heat up my cheeks as the others stared at us.

Thankfully, Derek broke the weird moment by clapping his hands together and standing up, "Well, since everyone's here now, we can go." Everyone else rose to their feet and followed the alpha out the door. "Where are we going?" I asked Isaac as he held open the front door for me.

"The beach of course." He told me as we headed toward Stiles' Jeep.

"Why? There's a lake right here." I told him. He just shrugged and mumbled something about going with the flow before opening the car door for me and climbing in behind me. I was interested to note that Stiles and Scott rode with us. I thought it was funny that they made Derek ride with the other girls.

The short forty five minute ride to the beach was hilarious with the three boys. Stiles and Scott together were enough to make anyone laugh. I couldn't remember a time I had been happier. Isaac's arm was slung across the back of my seat and his fingers reached to my left shoulder where he would sometimes lightly tickle it. Scott would be turned around in his seat talking to us while Stiles sometimes glanced in his mirror to watch us laugh at whatever he had just said. I knew I'd look back on this moment years later and smile.

When we pulled up to the beach, I was the first out, excited to dig my toes into the warm sand. A few guys turned their heads to look at me as they walked past, which led to Isaac threading his fingers through mine in a show of possessiveness that I found adorable. When some girls eyed him from their car, I decided to play the same game as he was, and kissed him lightly before plucking my sunglasses off and putting them on him. I had to admit he looked ten times better in them than I did. I absently wondered when his birthday was so I could buy him a pair.

I was the first of the group to rush into the water, followed closely by Stiles and Scott. Isaac and Allison joined us soon after, once they had finished setting up all of our chairs and umbrellas. Lydia, of course, just laid there and attempted to tan. I don't think she would ever accept that she was a ginger. Derek wandered off to buy a drink.

After a few hours of splashing around in the water, Allison and I swam back to shore to tan with Lydia and have our daily girl talk. They mostly just listened to me tell them about Isaac and I's date last night. They oohed and ahhed in all the right places, and told me that we were probably the cutest couple they had ever seen. I asked Allison about Scott in return and Lydia continued to roll her eyes and insist that she wasn't in love with Stiles. After a while, the conversation died down and we all plugged in our ear buds and shut our eyes, soaking up the sun. Derek continually supplied everyone but Stiles and Allison drinks since they were driving, even though he constantly threatened that we better pay him back. After about four beers he loosened up and started having fun with the rest of the guys.

When I opened my eyes again, I stood up, preparing to cool off by joining Isaac in the water and maybe sneaking a few kisses with him in the process. It wasn't until the water was lapping against my ankles that I realized Isaac wasn't floating and messing around with Derek, Scott, and Stiles in the water. I quickly looked around and found him surrounded by beautiful girls scantily clad in bikinis. I was surprised at the jealousy that quickly shot through my veins. One of the girls must have noticed me staring because she directed a question at him before pointing to me. The other girls laughed at whatever she had said. He turned around and quickly paled before loping over to where I was standing.

"I know what it must've looked like, but I wasn't messing around with those girls, Ashlyn." He tried to explain, taking both of my hands in his.

I just shook my head. "No, it's fine Isaac. It's not like we're in a relationship. We went on one date, that's all. I can't expect you not to keep your options open after that."

He frowned at that before answering. "Is that you what you really think of me? That the day after I take out the girl I've kind of been crushing on since I saw her, I'm going to flirt with other girls, especially right in front of her?" I just shrugged, avoiding his gaze. He took my chin in his hand before speaking again. "Look, I really really really like you Ashlyn. I think you like me and I don't want to screw that up at all. I'm only interested in you." He leaned down and lightly kissed my lips, almost as if he were afraid of how I'd react. Thankfully for him, I kissed him back. I knew I had over reacted anyway.

The rest of the day passed without any surprises, other than the fact that Lydia actually got in the water. The girls begged me to ride back with them, but I declined, telling them I'd make it up to them by having a girls' day tomorrow. Lydia quickly agreed, already talking about how we needed to go shopping and the perfect stores to visit. I only smiled at nodded, too much in a good mood to damper Lydia's spirits. I even caught Allison and Scott sharing a quick kiss. I knew everything was finally right in the world when I snuggled up against Isaac's chest as we drove home with the windows down, enjoying the thrill of living.