After learning that Werewolves were real, I was really glad that I spent all of my time training instead of dating.
“Damn,” Layton said, a grin growing on his face.
“What is it?” I asked, frowning at him.
“I wasn’t expecting that,” he replied.
“Is that bad?”
“You’re completely mine,” he excitedly said, something I’d hardly ever seen from him.
“Sure,” I mumbled.
“You’re entirely perfect,” Layton said, reaching across the table between us and brushing his lips against mine.
He kissed me softly, making me nervous and my face heat up.
“What was that for?” I asked him.
“I know why you ran away today after your science class, and let me tell you that will only work for so long.”
“Why did I run away, according to you?” I said, rolling my eyes.
The sweet kiss we’d shared was put away,
