She ducked her head, smiling shyly at his compliment. She didn’t think she’d changed as much as he had over the summer, but maybe the way he saw things had also changed. She reached out to touch one of his tattoos and remembered belatedly that was rude, snatching her hand back.
Embarrassed, she glanced around at his new friends, twisting her book in her hands. “So, um, hi,” she said shyly. “I’m Summer.” She bobbed her head at them and looked back to Isaac.
Her reactions were confusing him; before the bite this would have never happened. Isaac was enjoying it, but he didn’t know how far he could push it, or what else Summer would be shy of. Chuckling at her child-like reaction to wanting to touch his tattoos, he grabbed her wrist softly as she was pulling away. “Hey, don’t worry, I don’t bite,” the lanky teen teased as he let go of her hand. “You can touch ‘em if you want.”
“Oh, Summer, this is Scott, Stiles, and Boyd. Guys, Summer.” Isaac introduced them slowly to Summer, each one of them smiling at her when he did so. Smiling brightly as her, the beta laughed at her shyness before wrapping a friendly arm across her shoulders to make her feel welcome.
“I don’t know, you look like you might want to bite,” she teased back gently. When he grabbed her wrist, she realised he was the same Isaac underneath, and her shoulders relaxed. Looking at his new friends, her gaze lingered on Scott for a moment, as she also realised she recognised him. He worked at the vet’s where she took her cat.
She ducked her face into Isaac’s shoulder when he laughed at her, and offered a proper smile in response. “I didn’t mean to interrupt anything, only you winked at me!” She pretended to be faintly outraged, then nudged him in the ribs. “Are you going out for the lacrosse team this year?”