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that, but you don’t understand. You and I, we’re, well we’re not the same. I am different. It would be a bad idea if we gave into these feelings.”
All I heard in that speech was the words ‘feelings’. “So you do have feelings for me then?”
He sighed. “Yes, of course I do, but you’re not listening to me. I am a monster. I’m not a were-cougar or anything like that.”
Suddenly my ears perked up to what he was saying. And if what he was saying was true then we really couldn’t be together. Were-creatures didn’t mix unless they were close, like a were-cougar and a were-jaguar or something like that. Sometimes we even fell in love with humans, but that was extremely rare. Actually, I had only heard of that once with the Drake werewolf pack, but the werewolves were bolder in defying the rules.
I lowered my head in defeat. “I get it.” Then I lifted my head and stared into his gentle grey eyes. I touched my hand to his face and stroked it softly. He closed his eyes and leaned into my touch.
I dropped my hand and backed away as the anger at the situation grew within me with a great intensity.
“Let me just go on record to say that this really sucks! Okay!” I was suddenly in a full-blown hissy fit, pacing about the room and swinging my arms around like a madwoman. “I mean I have never fallen in love before and as soon as I do fate would laugh at me like this!!”
“Wait!” Dane said, grabbing my arm and spinning me to face him. “Did you say you were in love with me?”
The look on his face brought tears to my eyes. “It doesn’t matter anymore. We can never be together.”
He dropped his hands and lowered his head. I took that moment to run from the room and out of the front door.
“Calico!” he called after me, but I couldn’t stop.
Once I was in the safety of my bedroom, I collapsed on my bed and the waterworks began. It didn’t stop until the wee hours of the morning when I was exhausted and every tear was spent.
Chapter Fourteen
Thankfully, the next day was my day off. The girls all had to work so I had the house to myself. This was bad because I had no one to hold me accountable. I stayed in my pajamas and ate all day, feeling sorry for myself and watching soap operas. First, I ate a whole jar of Nutella from the cabinet and three rolls of Spree. After that, I finished the tub of strawberry ice cream and then moved to the awful cookies that we made to torture Dane. Just the thought of him brought a pain to my chest. I cringed as I ate one cookie after the other. It wasn’t like I would be putting any more cookies in his mailbox anymore. That gig was up. It had lost all its appeal. I mean if I had known that I could never be with Dane I would’ve just continued on denying that I even liked the guy. I should never have gone to his home. Seeing his family so happy and knowing we both shared in the same pain of losing our parents, it sealed the deal for me.
By the time the girls came home from work, I was feeling really sick from all the junk I had eaten and had vomited three times. Being in love really sucks!
When the next day arrived, I knew I couldn’t call out sick; I hadn’t been working at the library long enough. It would look bad, so I sucked it up and got dressed.
I made it through my shift without any tears, or vomiting, but no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t get my frown to turn upside down. My breath caught in my throat when I spotted Dane. He strolled into the library and sat some books down on the counter.
He smiled gently and walked to his normal bookshelf and disappeared.
In that brief moment, I had observed that he had bags under his eyes and looked as bad as I felt. I had never seen him look any way except pulled together and confident. This gave me some comfort. At least I wasn’t the only one, suffering all alone. He appeared to be affected as well.
I waited at the counter for him to resurface. It took
All I heard in that speech was the words ‘feelings’. “So you do have feelings for me then?”
He sighed. “Yes, of course I do, but you’re not listening to me. I am a monster. I’m not a were-cougar or anything like that.”
Suddenly my ears perked up to what he was saying. And if what he was saying was true then we really couldn’t be together. Were-creatures didn’t mix unless they were close, like a were-cougar and a were-jaguar or something like that. Sometimes we even fell in love with humans, but that was extremely rare. Actually, I had only heard of that once with the Drake werewolf pack, but the werewolves were bolder in defying the rules.
I lowered my head in defeat. “I get it.” Then I lifted my head and stared into his gentle grey eyes. I touched my hand to his face and stroked it softly. He closed his eyes and leaned into my touch.
I dropped my hand and backed away as the anger at the situation grew within me with a great intensity.
“Let me just go on record to say that this really sucks! Okay!” I was suddenly in a full-blown hissy fit, pacing about the room and swinging my arms around like a madwoman. “I mean I have never fallen in love before and as soon as I do fate would laugh at me like this!!”
“Wait!” Dane said, grabbing my arm and spinning me to face him. “Did you say you were in love with me?”
The look on his face brought tears to my eyes. “It doesn’t matter anymore. We can never be together.”
He dropped his hands and lowered his head. I took that moment to run from the room and out of the front door.
“Calico!” he called after me, but I couldn’t stop.
Once I was in the safety of my bedroom, I collapsed on my bed and the waterworks began. It didn’t stop until the wee hours of the morning when I was exhausted and every tear was spent.
Chapter Fourteen
Thankfully, the next day was my day off. The girls all had to work so I had the house to myself. This was bad because I had no one to hold me accountable. I stayed in my pajamas and ate all day, feeling sorry for myself and watching soap operas. First, I ate a whole jar of Nutella from the cabinet and three rolls of Spree. After that, I finished the tub of strawberry ice cream and then moved to the awful cookies that we made to torture Dane. Just the thought of him brought a pain to my chest. I cringed as I ate one cookie after the other. It wasn’t like I would be putting any more cookies in his mailbox anymore. That gig was up. It had lost all its appeal. I mean if I had known that I could never be with Dane I would’ve just continued on denying that I even liked the guy. I should never have gone to his home. Seeing his family so happy and knowing we both shared in the same pain of losing our parents, it sealed the deal for me.
By the time the girls came home from work, I was feeling really sick from all the junk I had eaten and had vomited three times. Being in love really sucks!
When the next day arrived, I knew I couldn’t call out sick; I hadn’t been working at the library long enough. It would look bad, so I sucked it up and got dressed.
I made it through my shift without any tears, or vomiting, but no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t get my frown to turn upside down. My breath caught in my throat when I spotted Dane. He strolled into the library and sat some books down on the counter.
He smiled gently and walked to his normal bookshelf and disappeared.
In that brief moment, I had observed that he had bags under his eyes and looked as bad as I felt. I had never seen him look any way except pulled together and confident. This gave me some comfort. At least I wasn’t the only one, suffering all alone. He appeared to be affected as well.
I waited at the counter for him to resurface. It took
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