“No, nononono, I’m not a stalker.” She was horrified, putting her hands out in front of her frantically. His smile turned her insides to mush. “I, uh, I, um, you just — ” she trailed off in stutters.

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“Aww, I was only joking.” He couldn’t help but laugh at how adorable she had looked.

“Dammit,” Summer swore, staring at her phone. How could she possibly have screwed this up already? Helios came up and headbutted her, and she scratched his soft fuzzy ears for a minute. “I’m a horrible person, fuzzy kitty.”

Knowing she was doing it just to try to see him again, she pulled on a coat and took the bike for a spin. She knew what park he was in, and hated herself for knowing, and going there. He would think she was a stalker, and she still couldn’t stop herself.

Isaac observed everything with his werewolf senses. He watched the kids playing, people talking, and Summer. ‘Wait Summer?’ Isaac was a bit shocked and fell out of his tree making a big loud noise. “Ugh..” he looked up for a bit and just threw his head back down and laid there lazily.

She pedalled around, looking for him without really looking for him. When he crashed out of the tree she jumped so hard she almost crashed the bike, and had to just stop and breathe. Her heart pounded. After a minute, she walked the bike over to him, knelt down, and commented, “This is not prince charming behaviour.”

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