I Didn't Know I'm a Rogue

Humming

"Gorgeous."

"Huh?" I asked, turning to see Dot and Fae staring at me from my room.

"You look gorgeous, Tyler," said Dot with a smile, "You really do." I smiled back, feeling the blood rushing to my cheeks, but before I could thank her, Fae's phone rang and she clicked a button before putting it to her ear. I could hear the sound of someone on the other end, but I couldn't make out their words.

Fae snapped the phone shut and smiled at me. "Your mate awaits."

*

"You're server will be right with you," said the overly perky hostess, and she took one long look at Bo before walking away. I watched her go, and I could help but scowl at her and the way her bleach blonde hair swung stiffly as she pranced. Bo said something, and I turned back around to face him.

"What?" I asked, blushing at my lack of focus.

Bo coughed, and I noticed he looked embarrassed. "I said you look really pretty tonight."

"Oh," I replied, smiling like a dork. "Thanks. You don't look so bad yourself." That was a complete understatement. Bo had on a pair of dark jeans, a maroon v-neck, and a black suit jacket. His chocolate brown hair was as unruly as ever, which honestly made the whole look even sexier. We ordered our drinks and food from a different waitress, this one leering at him more than the last one, but didn't look at her. Not once.

"You know," I said, resting my hands in my lap, "We've hung out a lot, but we don't really know much about each other."

"True." Bo's crooked smile made my heart beat faster. "Alright, how about you tell me your favorite color and I'll tell you mine."

"Seriously?" I asked. Bo nodded and I chuckled. "My favorite color is green, like a pale green."

"Red," Bo informed me.

"My turn to ask a question," I said. Bo looked at me expectantly, and I thought for a moment. Before I could stop myself, I blurted, "What happened to your mom?" My jaw dropped at the stupid question that came out of my mouth, and Bo just looked shock. "I'm really sorry; you don't have to answer that."

"No," said Bo, running his hand through his hair. "It's okay. The whole pack knows, and since you're part of the pack and my mate, you deserve to know." He took a deep breath before continuing with his story.

"When I was eight, my mom was out on a run with my dad in the woods. They were caught by hunters and my mom was shot in the stomach with a silver bullet. By the time my dad carried her home, she was dead. He spent a lot of time afterwards in his room, leaving most of the Alpha jobs to Anton. The few months after my mom died, my dad was really depressed, and Dot and I didn't really understand what was going on; which was hard. Please don't cry, Ty."

"What?" Then I felt the wetness on my cheeks, and I touched my hand to the damp skin. Sure enough, I was crying and I hadn't even realized it. "I'm sorry," I whispered. I felt guilty for crying; it wasn't my mom who died, it was his.

"Don't be sorry, Ty." His dark, intense eyes connected with mine, and the intensity was smoldering. I wiped my eyes and smiled at him, but I still had that sad feeling in the pit of my stomach. "Alright, so my turn to ask a question. What about your parents?" He asked the question like he didn't know if I'd answer, but since he'd answered my question I felt obliged to answer his.

"They were completely slaughtered by hunters when I was captured," I said with little emotion. In the three years I'd spent lying in a cellar, I'd managed to come to terms with my dead parents. It was like one of my many scars; they hurt a lot for a while, and then they healed.

Bo didn't look at me with pity; he looked at me with understanding. We'd both lost at least one of our parents to hunters.

Thankfully, our waitress came back and placed our food down in front of us. The mood changed to a lighter one full of laughing hysterically, and Bo managed to make me almost choke on my pasta. To get back at him, I made him snort soda out of his nose, which according to him, stings really bad.

After dinner, Bo took me for a walk in a park across the street from the bistro where we ate dinner. Immediately, the wind picked up, and I started shivering. "Are you cold?" Bo asked, and just as I opened my mouth to answer, he ripped off his shirt jacket and draped it over my arms.

"You're going to freeze!" I cried, while sneaking a peak at his muscular arms. He shrugged and kept walking.

"I'll be fine." We continued on the path in a comfortable silence. I found myself enjoying the scenery in the park. There were fairy lights hanging in the trees along the path, lighting the night sky, and I could make out the glittering stars. I just had to smile.

I felt Bo's hand connect with mine, and I laced my fingers through his, enjoying the sparks that erupted from our touch. It felt right, being here with him. Giving him a chance was probably the best decision I ever made, which was funny because it stemmed from my terrible idea of going to see Jerod.

"I had fun tonight," I said quietly, and I glanced up at Bo to see he was smiling at me.

"Me too. I guess I owe Dot big time," he replied, and I shot him a confusing look. "She convinced you to give me a chance."

"I would've come around," I said, nudged him playfully with my shoulder. "But, yeah, you totally owe her." We laughed and suddenly Bo stopped walking and spun me around so he was facing me.

"May I have this dance?" he asked, holding out his hand.

"That was random," I said.

"I'm being romantic!" he declared.

"There's no music!"

"I'll hum." Bo arched his eyebrows at me, and I rolled my eyes. I slipped my hands into his, and he pulled me into his chest. I shivered as his hand traced down my spine to rest on the small of my back. I placed my hand on his shoulder, and just as he promised, Bo started to hum a slow tune.

We waltzed across the path, Bo's humming making me laugh and blush, and I tried my hardest not to step on his feet. "You're quite the dancer," I noted, trying hard to keep a straight face.

"Why, thank you Miss! I'm glad all those ballet classes paid off!" He winked at me, and I threw my head back and laughed. He seemed to have a goal of keeping me in hysterics all night. "You have a beautiful laugh, Tyler," said Bo lightly and completely seriously.

I was at a loss for words, so a sort of stammering sound was the only thing to come out of my mouth. I could only just stare as Bo dipped me back in his very capable arms and bent down. When out lips met, I swear to god there were fireworks mixed with bells mixed with electricity.

The perfect combination.

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Don't Kill me i know i haven't uploaded in a long time... I just had some "stuff" going on...

I had an interesting day today... I'm in the school play, and today i had my first on stage kiss. With a gay guy. It felt... wet. really wet.

Enjoy the new chappie guys!

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