I was nervous. There was no reason to be but in all reality, it was my first date and I was nervous. Nat was fussing over my hair as I buttoned the off-white collared shirt. Maria insisted I wear it. Said woman was off in the corner looking me over slightly laughing a bit when Nat yelled at a particularly stubborn piece of hair.

"Hold on, Honey," Maria said sauntering over to fix the collar and unbutton the top to show more collarbone.

"Wow, you look sexy," Nat said hugging my shoulders loosely.

"Thanks but I think it's too much," I said eying the brand new dark jeans.

"Non-sense, it's perfect," Maria argued.

"Come on, Steve just arrived," Nat informed us looking at her phone.

"Oh thank god," I said almost running from the house.

"They grow up so fast." I heard Nat joke and fake a sniffle as I shut the front door. I hopped into the car and looked at Steve. He was wearing a dark blue dress shirt and black dress pants and he looked so handsome I had to remind myself to breathe.

"You look amazing." He said.

"So do you," I replied.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked not looking away from me.

"Please? Before Nat and Maria come running out to play mommy and daddy." I laughed.

"Yes, definitely." He grinned, driving away from my hopefully temporary living establishment.

"Where are we going?" I asked watching the trees turn into buildings.

"A place called Chef's Table in Brooklyn." He said.

"Sounds nice," I commented.

"It is, I was able to pull some strings and get a reservation for tonight." He told me.

"Reservation?" I asked kind of confused. I may not have known much about the normal world but I knew that most restaurants didn't require a reservation.

"Yeah it's a five-star restaurant." he said blushing.

"Steve, you didn't have to do this," I said quietly.

"Yes, I did. I do. I've never taken you out before and you deserve nothing but the best." He said firmly.

"You're crazy, that's the only explanation," I said shaking my head.

"No, I'm perfectly sane. I had to go through a mental evaluation to get the serum so I have the paper's to prove it." He said parking.

"You really know how to impress a guy," I said as he opened the car door for me.

"I'm trying." He said leading me into the building.

We were seated and soon had red wine sitting in front of us as we waited for food. "Our waiter has a hard-on for you," I said quietly.

"For being such a smart kid you're very oblivious. He couldn't take his eyes off of you." Steve laughed.

"Whatever, you're the only person who has ever thought of me like that," I said sipping the wine.

"Don't sell yourself short, actually watch him." He said shifting his eyes to the man.

He was in his early thirties, not bad looking either. He had dirty blond hair and dark brown eyes. Those same dark brown eyes kept glancing my way. I looked away from him and back at Steve.

"See what I mean?" He grinned.

"Why are you so smug?" I asked leaning away from him.

"Because I have a sexy young man with me tonight and others can't keep their eyes off of you." He said still grinning.

"You're doing a lot of sweet talking tonight," I commented.

He sighed," I'm just trying to show you how sorry I am and how much I do care about you." He thanked our waiter as he set our food down.

"I appreciate it but you're trying too hard. I wanted you without you emptying your wallet. I really don't need to be impressed." I explained.

"No, but I need to win you over again." He said nudging my leg with his foot.

"You're still trying too hard," I told him giving a quiet laugh.

We ate in silence after that, soon Steve took care of the bill and we walked out and bypassed the car walking to a park a few blocks away. Our hands were intertwined. We were walking so close that I could feel his body heat. This felt right. It was perfect.

"Have you been morphing regularly?" He asked.

"I haven't morphed since I started staying with the girls," I admitted.

"It won't be long until you have to." He said thoughtfully.

"It won't but I'm fine for now," I said.

"Hey, why don't we take a trip? Somewhere south where it's warmer? Then we can go swimming like you wanted to." He suggested.

"When?" I asked.

"In a few weeks? So I have time to get everything planned and organized." He said.

"Yeah, that sounds good." I agreed.

"Jay, if you ever met someone of your own kind what would you do?" He asked after several minutes of silence.

"I'm not sure. If I could I'd like to ask questions. I only know what my parents got around to telling me. Beyond that, I'm lost. Humans aren't exactly experts on werewolves despite what they think." I told him.

"If you were ever offered to join them, would you?" He said quietly.

"I don't know. That like asking a deaf person if they'd prefer to be with other deaf people when they've been around people with perfect hearing their entire lives. Someone may think fitting in is more important but someone else may not even notice their differences." I explained.

"You're not wrong." He said wrapping an arm around my shoulders.

"I've always hated being stuck here on Midgard with humans. I hated being different from them. Having my abilities always meant I was a weapon, which also meant that people were afraid of me and to this day I haven't decided which is worse." I murmured.

"Funny, I always hated being average. If I wasn't extraordinary or doing what others couldn't I felt like I was just a waste. If I didn't have a purpose then there was no purpose." He confided.

"I knew we were different but that explains a lot." I laughed.

"Opposites attract. That's the saying right?" He smiled.

MY heart gave a small flutter. "Yeah, that's the saying."

"Come on, I want to take you somewhere we can dance." He said leading me back to the car.

"Steve, I don't know how to dance," I admitted.

"That's fine, where we're going you won't be judged." He laughed.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Home, the living room has plenty of room to be a dance floor." He said.

"Is that a good idea? You're not supposed to take people home on the first date." I informed him.

"Jay, you use to live there." He responded.

"I know but is it really a good idea?" I asked again.

"If you really don't want to then we don't have to. He offered.

"I don't know if I can trust myself right now," I said quietly.

"Do you trust me?" He asked.

"Please don't." I pleaded.

He pulled over," Jay I need an answer so I know where I'm going."

"Alright, let's go back to your house," I said.

"Are you absolutely sure that's what you want?" He asked for confirmation.

"Yes, I'm sure," I told him with a bit more confidence. He nodded and started driving again. This time we stayed air was tense and both of us were afraid to say something wrong and start a fight.

"I'm sorry," I said as we pulled up to his house.

"Jay, don't be. We're trying right?" He asked.

"Yes, but..." I struggled with my phrasing.

"But what Jayson?" He bit out.

I flinched," But what if we're just wasting time? I don't want to give you false hope or a false sense of security."

"No matter what, if I lose you permanently, it's going to hurt. I know there's a possibility of us not ending up together, I just want to enjoy the time I may have, I didn't do that enough before. I'm very well aware that not everyone gets a happy ending and God knows I don't deserve one." He said brows furrowed." Can we not think about it tonight?"

"You're right, it's a conversation for another time. Now, are you going to teach me to dance or am I going to live forever without knowing how?" I joked trying to lighten the mood.

"you're not allowed to go another hour without this skill." He laughed helping me out of the car.

"If you say so." I grinned.

We walked arm in arm into the house. He told Jarvis to dim the lights and turn on some slow music. The music that played was relaxing. I smiled as Steve stood in front of me and held out his hand. "May I have this dance?"

"You may," I said placing my hand in his.

He pulled me close moving my arms so my hands rested on his shoulders and he moved his hands so they rested on my hips. "Just follow my lead." He whispered.

We swayed in time with the music taking steps around the room. I'm not sure what it was but regardless of my brain screaming no I pulled him down into a kiss that sent electricity through my body. We pulled each other closer as our lips moved slowly against each other. One of his hands moved to my lower back pulling me so close that nothing could fit between us. My hand moved to tangle in his hair. Soon I had myself backed against the back of the couch as our tongues invaded the others' mouth. I caught myself, finally, as my hand started to trail down his body.

"I think it's time you took me home," I said out of breath.

well.

"I think you're right." He replied panting