Are You My Mate?

Chapter 3

 * After work I hurry to the training gym but I don't go inside. I got here early to see Dean. Actually I want him to see me, I bought a new skirt and it comes a little bit above my knees. Nelson said that I looked extra hot so I thought I'd shoot my shot. 

I sit down on the steps when I get tired of standing then I stand up again when my butt starts to fall asleep. "You'll have other days to impress Dean," "We need to be training," says Areta again frustrated with my boy chasing.

"Okay I guess he must be busy with Alpha training or maybe he is busy helping his mom,'' I say as I stomp the ground, having a mini tantrum. I turn when I hear someone whistle hoping it may be Dean but it isn't.

"Baby girl you don't know how much your turning me on with that skirt" "I've never seen such legs," he says as he admires my legs. "Well how do I turn you off,?" I say unimpressed since I know that he'll flirt with any girl that will listen. He laughs as he wraps his arm around my shoulders and I spin away from him.

"Come on gorgeous, don't act like you don't know me," "Of course I know you Mr. Flirt with anyone and their mom" I say a little surprised he called me gorgeous. He's never used that one. At least not on me, but I still will not be persuaded. I'm waiting on my mate and it would be just glorious if it turned out to be Dean. 

"I never knew you were such a jokester," "You're the only one that thinks that, because, I have never been called that by anyone else" "I also think you're beautiful" he says as he grabs my hand. I pull back but he holds on to it and almost brings it to his lips to kiss it.

"Was that almost your first kiss?" he asks when I look terrified as I hold on tightly to my hand. "No," (Yes it was and I'm angry because I want Dean to be my first kiss) "I think it was," "Listen blondie, keep your lips to yourself," I say after I pull my hand behind my back.

 "Don't be mad shorty," he says with an amused smirk. Why is he smiling? Does he not see me as a threat? Can he not tell that I'm pissed? "If you would have listened to me years ago this wouldn't have happened" says Areta, rubbing it in. "If I had on my training clothes I would show you... you Mr. flirty pants," I say as I hold my fist up. 

He laughs and grabs my fist, then he kisses it. "You're so soft" He says with dark eyes as he rubs his thumb over the back of my hand, frightening me a little. (I've never seen this reaction from a male before) 

"Get away from her," says a familiar voice from behind me. (Dean, my night in shining armor) I turn to look at him and I can't help but smile. Although he looks very angry, he is still so handsome. He holds his hand out to me and I happily pull my arm away from Jaison to grab it. 

"This is what you like,?" asks Jaison with a confused frown. (Yes I like him, what's wrong with liking him?) "Whether she likes me or not is not important," "The point is she doesn't like you and you are taking advantage of her," "How do you know she doesn't like me,?" "Baby girl, if you think that I'm a playboy, you must not have heard about his reputation" I look at Dean surprised, because this can't be true. 

"Don't believe this loser Deni" (He really did give me a nickname) (Okay Deany poo, I believe you) I wish I could hug him but he's busy in a glaring contest with Jaison. Who am I kidding, even if, he wasn't busy, I'm not brave enough to make the first move? 

"Yeah, I'm the loser," he says sarcastically. "Jaison, don't insult our future Alpha," "Whatever, if he can't take a little criticism then what kind of Alpha will we have,?" "It's fine Deni, he doesn't bother me at all," "I just want to make sure he doesn't bother you," He says as he turns to face me as he holds my hands. 

"I'll see you later baby," "You'll find out soon enough and when you do, I'll be here for you," "Okay bye Jaison,'' I say happy he's leaving. "I would hug you but..." he says motioning to Dean. "Just leave," says Dean as he glares at him again. (Please leave, you're taking his attention away from me darn it) 

"Just go Jaison" I say after he kisses at me, causing Dean to growl. "He's so weird sometimes" I laugh. He smiles and rubs my cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow" he says breaking my heart. (I thought I'd for sure get a kiss, especially since he saved me from Jaison) 

Maybe he thinks of me as a friend or worse sister. We have grown up together, maybe a little too close or not close enough. "Okay" I say hoping he didn't hear the hurt in my voice. I don't know why I feel so bad. It's not like he is my mate and I was just rejected. 

I'll just have to wait for him to notice me, which is one of the reasons why I wore this skirt but only Jaison noticed. He gives me a beautiful smile and a wink before he turns to leave. (I love you) Is what I wish I could say, but I can't say it first, at least that's what I've heard. 

"I'm going to help you but you have to push yourself in the gym" says Areta as I wave at his back. Pretend you hurt your ankle. "How?" She takes control of my legs and walks me towards the steps making me skip one. I yelp and put my hands out to catch myself, but he grabs me in time.

"Are you okay Deni,?" he asks as he helps me to stand straight. "I may have hurt my ankle" he looks at my leg with wide eyes and he clears his throat. Then he slowly reaches down to grab my ankle to gently touch it. "Does it hurt when I touch here?" "Uuuh no" "Not that much" I say as he slides my foot out of my heel. 

He helps me to sit on the steps and I feel nervous when he massages my foot and ankle. "I think I feel better" I say when it seems he's rubbing a little too far up causing me to tense up. "Sorry Deni, you're just so soft" "It's okay, I feel better now thanks to you" I am actually not lying, just a few minutes with him brighten my day. (As long as his mother isn't in the room) 

"Glad I could help you out," He holds my shoe so that I can slide my foot in, then he helps me to stand. "Thank you, Dean," "You always come to save me," He smiles and touches his lips to my forehead. "I'll see you later" he says as he gently pinches my chin. "Okay" I whisper, still surprised he kissed me. (I'm counting it as a kiss)