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"I promise to try my best." I tried a couple of the bowling balls and selected the one I liked the weight of. Though what did I know about it? I was hardly some kind of bowling expert.
The pins had been reset while we'd been talking, and I took my position in front of them. I let the ball go, and it trundled down the lane without nearly enough speed to actually manage anything.
A thud sounded as it landed in the gutter. I turned around to find Delia covering her laughter.
"I'm sorry," she said. "Laughter is an involuntary reaction."
I grinned. "It's fine, I think I can survive making a fool of myself." I headed over to where the balls were being sent. "Hopefully, I won't do it again."
"I don't mind even if you do," she promised.
I took my ball back to the lane and tried again. This time, the ball actually hit a pin, but that was the best I could say about it.
"We should celebrate that," Delia said with amusement in her voice.
"We should, it's probably going to be my best score all night."
"I'd say I could give you some pointers, but I'm not sure I'm actually much better at bowling than you are. I can offer you some consolatory nachos?"
"Nachos sound great."
"Good, and afterwards, maybe a burger. No one can eat a burger sexily," she said.
I laughed. "Is that your plan?"
"Yes. Our wolves need to behave, and that's the best plan I've got for making that possible. Let's not give them a reason to ignore us. Minereallywants to ignore my rational thoughts."
I leaned against the high table beside me. "Oh, mine too."
"So, burgers. In a well-lit, greasy place," she said. "Should we be worried that this is the kind of thing we're doing while we're dating?"
I shrugged. "Not if we're having fun."
"I'm having a lot of fun," she responded, picking up a ball.
"Me too." I knew this was early in the process of getting to know one another, but it was already clear to me that while our wolves were impatient, they also seemed to be right
We just had to see where this was going, and try not to let our wolves take control.
Chapter 7
DELIA
I scrunched up the paper from around my burger and dropped it into the nearest bin. My wolf wasn't happy about my choice of food, but my stomach and taste buds were.
"There's nothing like a mediocre burger," I said as I waited for Fenrir to get rid of his own rubbish.
He laughed. "If that's going to impress you, then I think we're going to have a fun time dating."
"I wouldn't say it impresses me," I responded. "But it was a good end to the bowling date."
"Mmm, though next time, I think I'm going to have to think of something that doesn't involve me losing terribly."
"I don't think bowling is your strong suit," I admitted, lingering in the doorway to the burger place. "So, erm, what now?"
"I guess we go home," he said.
"You could walk me back to my flat?" I suggested, even though I knew that would put us in temptation's way. After a whole night together, I was reasonably sure we could handle it.
