It's been two weeks since my lunch date with the Sheriff. It didn't matter how much John tried to deny it, it was a date. Both of us texted each other a lot on daily basis and eat one meal together at least once per day. I couldn't be better, after all I was gaining a lot of points with my possible mate.
I was making him happier than anyone around him, even that bitch of Scott's mother. The smell of her arousal and interest on MY soon-to-be mate was annoying. The way she thought no one notice it or that she thought she has a chance with John is simply pitiful.
One of the reasons why I chose to have dinner, with the Sheriff, at the restaurant in Beacon Hills that form part of family's chain. Because I knew that Melissa was going to be here with her son, Allison and Chris. Argent was inviting them to dinner as an apologize for being so thick headed about his daughter' relationship.
Little Katnis words not mine.
"It's quite a nice restaurant you have here, Peter" my possible mate spoke, bringing me back from my evil thoughts.
I returned my gaze to the fine specimen of man across of me. He was wearing his best suit , he had shaved and used the perfume I told him I liked so much. All because I invited him to Lune. My inner wolf was preening at this. After all, such a powerful and handsome man was making his best effort to impress me.
He even bought me a box of chocolates and one red rose! I thought excitedly and happy.
I don't date guys that much, I've always been a woman kind of guy. It isn't because I've never been attracted to a man before, but because no one was enough man before to get ne to submit. And every man that had that kind of strength was only interested on me because of my body. They never cared for me, and I never bothered about that either because I was never the emotional type of man.
But now having John who thanks me when he finds that I cleaned his house or made his laundry. That he praises me on my cooking abilities when I prepare him something to eat. That makes sure to look good for me, not just to show how handsome he is or attract attention, but because he just wanted my attention. That drags me into his arms to cuddle on his sofa, when he notices me having a bad day. The little gifts he leaves me to feel especial... I've never been happier.
And it has only passed a week! I contemplated in my head amazed. The Stilinski family really are the best. I hope Derek gets his head out of his ass and tries to win his Stilinski as well.
"It was started by my parents and then continued by Talia and me" I informed him, knowing quite well that he has a hungry mind like his daughter "Now that Talia is dead the finances that belong to her, which were the fifty percent, were inherited by my niece and nephew. Twenty-five percent for each. However, Derek didn't want his and tried to gift them to Cora. She of course refused and demanded him to keep his part" I chuckled at the memory "At the end Cora won, like always, and Derek kept his twenty-five percent".
"Why didn't he want to keep his part?" John asked me and then took a sip of his water.
"He still thinks that the fire was his fault and that he doesn't deserve to be part of the family business" I answered him and shook my head in exasperation at my nephew's stubbornness.
"That is bullshit and he must know it" replied the Sheriff angrily "He thought he was in love, no one would blame him for that".
"Tell him that" I said "I already know that, but he doesn't. But let's stop talking about my nephew" I told him, flashing him a flirty smirk "This is a thank you dinner for finally making Derek the official guardian of my niece and Isaac. Plus, you brought me back to life that is also something we should be grateful" I preen when he chuckled. I was making my soon-to-be mate happy, I thought proudly "I was going insane doing nothing, I'll finally be able to work... with it being legal".
"I really don't want to know about that" he replied sternly but the smile on his face betrayed his tone "Also, this is a don't worry your daughter is safe with mine dinner too" he grabbed my hand and caressed so sweetly the back of my hand that I had to stop myself from melting right there and now.
Why does he always have the right words to say and do the perfect actions in the right moment? I questioned myself in despair. I was going to gain a place in this man's heart, even if just like a fuck buddy, I decided determined and a bit sad in my head.
Our little moment was interrupted when waitress came to ask for our orders "I will take the spaghetti bolognese, with garlic bread and a glass of malbec red wine" I told her.
"I will take the lamb with barbecue sauce and baked potatoes. I also want a glass of the same wine that Peter is ordering" John told her.
I raised an eyebrow at him, well more likely his order. He had eating so healthy this last week that his order was a big surprise for me. But I think he deserves a break from fruit, salads, chicken, rice and coffee.
"Would you like something for starters?" she asked us with a polite smile when she had wrote down our orders.
John looked at me, questioning on his, so I shook my head "No, thank you" he replied.
That was something I liked of him as well, he always asks before taking a decision. He always want me to be one hundred percent comfortable.
Suddenly my advanced hearing took notice of the front door, downstairs, opening and smelled the scent of pack (Scott and Allison) and of Argent and Melissa. Excusing myself I left the table saying that I was heading towards the bathroom, but in reality I was putting my plan into action.
Just like I deducted as soon as Melissa noticed the Sheriff sitting on his own she walked towards him. I used my advanced hearing to listen to what they were saying:
"Hi John" I had to swallow back a growl when Melissa called him by his name. I never heard anyone but me call him like that, everyone greeted John by Sheriff.
"Melissa" John said clearly surprise "What are you doing here? I wasn't expecting you to be here tonight".
"I came with Scott, Allison and Chris" she explained "Chris and I noticed that there was no way to separate those two, they were made for each other. So we decided to be supportive and get along".
"And whenever you are using we, you mean Chris. Don't you?" commented the Sheriff amusedly, making that whore laugh.
"Would you like to join us? Scott considers you like his second father" That bitch dared to touch my man's hand! I thought angrily "You are family".
I was able to smell the nervousness emanating from the Sheriff. I had to smile when I was assured once again that he only considers her like a little sister, and has no romantic feelings for her. Luckily for both of us the waitress had to come back, but this time with our food.
Just in time, I thought victoriously.
"Sir, would you like me to bring your partner's plate later so it won't get cold?" the waitress asked the Sheriff and I almost fell on the ground laughing at the face of pure anguish of Melissa.
"It won't be necessary" I answered, appearing behind. The three jumped in surprise and I had to bite back a chuckle. I smirked devilishly, knowing how much it turns the Sheriff on and slid gracefully on my seat "Melissa what a surprise to find you here tonight. How are you? I hope that everything is fine" the sarcasm and disdain on my voice could be easily picked on, but no one made a comment on it.
"Peter" was the only thing she said when she finally stopped gaping so unattractively at me "You are in a date with Peter?".
Damn it! She wasn't suppose to stay and start asking questions! She should have left crying her heart out and think that we are on a date. Now she'll know that we are just two friends having dinner. I thought angrily and frustrated that my plan didn't work out.
I was so immerse on my thoughts that I jumped when I John took my hand "Yes, we are. We'll have to leave that family dinner for another day" told her my... boyfriend? "I hope you don't mind me bringing Peter with me".
"No" she choked out and smiled shakily, before excusing herself and returning to her table.
I was so surprise that I didn't bother with gloating at the defeat of my rival. I just kept on looking at our hands and at the Sheriff's face in shock and... hope, no matter how much I didn't want to admit it.
"What?" he asked me after a while of enduring my staring.
"Nothing" I replied, a bit too quickly and got back to my food.
We spent the rest of the night eat while we spoke as if the previews scene never happened. I had to be glad that I didn't have to go through the embarrassing conversation of 'what are we?' in public, but I didn't like either that he was ignoring it just like if it wasn't important.
"Would you like some dessert?" asked us the waitress while she was picking up our empty plates.
"No, thank you. We are leaving now. Everything was delicious by the way" told her the Sheriff before wrapping an arm around my waist and guiding me out of the restaurant, we didn't have to pay because the restaurant was mine after all.
Everything that night was so confusing. First him saying to Melissa that we are dating and now he doesn't ask me before making a decision, and practically drags me away from the restaurant.
I thought he was different... let's play the guilt card and see how it goes. I decided in my head.
"I wanted some dessert" I complained when he opened the passengers door, of his car, for me. I stood solidly in front of him with my arms crossed and a glare/pout directed at him.
"Sorry" he apologized, wrapping his arms around my waist and smashing me against his chest. My breath was ragged and short. This was the closest I've ever been to him and it was driving me crazy not to kiss those delectable lips "I was thinking that we could go home for... dessert".
The way he said dessert made me look at him stunned. My heart beating fats in excitement. I could only nod and let him kiss my lips when he leaned down.
Well, it seems that I got more out of my plan that I wanted. I thought happily.