Alphas lost mate

Little touches and small gestures...(I)

Natale POV

I felt my hart starting to beat faster as he picked up my injured had.

"This will hurt, but we need to clean it properly, so it doesn't get infected."

I only nodded as he poured some liquid on my hand and it started to burn like crazy. I released a little cry of surprise and pain.

He picked up my hand and started to blow on it...the cool air from his mouth soothed the burning a little, but all I could see was how careful he held my hand. He was so careful as if it could break at any moment. I never expected that a man of his size and power could be so... so sweet and careful...

"It looks like its about done, now I will wipe it off."

He picked up a tissue and slowly dabbed of the fluid and picked up some antibiotic cream and a bandage. He did a quick work out of wrapping my hand and by the way his hands moved I could say that he definitely did it before.

When it was done he lifted it to see if every cut was covered. When his work passed the inspection he laid a soft kiss on the palm of my hand. His action created another wave of shivers that went straight to my core and between my legs.

"Here you go. They should heal quite fast, but try to rest it and not get it wet."

As he was saying that he lifted me up again and this time setting me on the ground.

"Than... Thank you."

Was all I could muster up.

"You are welcome... I would say it was my pleasure, but I was hurting you... so it wasn't."

His little comment made me laugh.

"So you make a habit of saving all damsels in distress?"

This time he was the one laughing.

"No I wouldn't say that, but I just couldn't let that dickhead act this way with you."

As he was saying that, he lifted his hand to my cheek and brushed off and escaped strand of hair.

"If you say so... but I would like to thank you for your help... how about I buy you a dinner?"

The smile on his face got bigger.... god I hope he agrees. Spending time with him has been the best part of my last few months if not years, even when I if was covered in blood.

"Sure, that sounds great. How about I pick you after work and you can treat me to a burger?"

I felt a foolish grin taking over my face.

"Great... I finish at three."

He picked up my uninjured hand in his and led us both out of the employee room. We both stooped by the front counter and smiled at each other... god he was gorgeous. For a moment I thought he was about to say something when he turned to leave.

"Bey Natale."

" Bey."

He smiled for me one last time and turned to leave. I stood there staring at the doors after he left for a few more moments.

God... I was going to have a date with him...

I turned to Jasmin as she stood behind the counter with a worried look on her face.

"How are you dear? I hope Garry didn't scare or hurt you too badly?"

I smiled at her... Garry was out of my head for quite a while now...

"It's okay. He was just a dick."

Her face softened.

"He is... sorry about it anyway, I should have carried his order myself... he doesn't try these things with me."

"It's okay. I had worse..."

"Good thing Jackson was there to save the day..."

Only now did I notice that I didn't knew his name... Jackson... it suited him...

"So do you know him well?"

I asked Jasmin, because now I had a source of information. She chuckled from my sudden question.

"Well I don't know much about him... he lives in the woods, because I see him driving out of city in the direction of the forest every time he leaves this place. He drinks his coffee black, so he is old school type of guy. He likes things simple and efficient. He is also very patient."

I couldn't help myself but laugh.

"You could say that much about a person from the coffee he drinks?"

She smiled.

"Of course, the type of coffee person chooses to drink says a lot about you. Lets take you for example, caramel latte - You like to soften the bitterns of coffee and life. You care about people and what they think, but you will also go an extra mile for them. You are also very open, but when you add caramel to the mix, we get that you are not afraid to try new things and you like knowledge... also I think it also means that you like to spice up things..."

When she said the last part she added a little wink and that alone sent my cheeks flaming again .

"Wow... I never thought coffee choices say that much about anyone..."

"Well of course it does. Every chose we make says a lot, but the thing that we choose to drink in the wide variety of flavors says so much more."

I was lost in thought for a few moments when I noticed that she has asked me something else.

"Sorry, my thoughts ran of from me. What were you asking?"

She smiled knowingly at me.

"I asked how is your hand?"

"Oh... it's okay I guess. Jackson patched it up good, so I should be okay working... but I probably wont be carrying trays today."

She chuckled.

"Good thing that tomorow and the day after is you aff days, You should heal up by the time you will return."

"I hope so."

She smiled to me again.

"Why don't you stay behind the counter for the rest of the day and I will make the restock rounds? I don't expect anymore customers until the end of the work day, so you should be good."

"Okay."