“What the fuck? I need to move before fate tries that shit on me,” Maya said around her own mouthful of cheesy goodness.
“Well, it’s too late for some of us.” I took another massive bite.
The pizza would fix me. Hopefully.
“I can’t believe you brought that greasy, cheesy mess over here when I’m trying to heal,” Zoe said with a sigh.
She was vegetarian, and really into health food. Especially vegetables. They tasted great when she cooked, and I would never try to force junk food on her, but sometimes even Zoe needed to eat more than veggies.
Silently, I handed her a slice of pizza. There was no meat on it, so I was pretty sure it was safe. I honestly hadn’t researched much, and she wasn’tsuperstrict about what she ate.
“Celery might heal bodies, but pizza heals souls,” I informed her.
With her first reluctant bite, she closed her eyes as if it was too delicious to keep them open.
“Celery doesn’t heal anything.” Maya grabbed her second slice. Unlike Zoe, she didn’t believe in vegetables.
We really should’ve realized something was up with her sooner.
“So what happened with the guy?” Maya asked me. “Do I need to kill him?”
We all knew she wouldn’t actually hurt him. She was a major homebody who hated leaving her apartment at all. She was having issues with one of the professors in her department, too, which just made her stay home more.
“He told me from the beginning that he didn’t want a mate. My wolf bit him because he was having a panic attack, and nothing else was snapping him out of it,” I explained. “I agreed that we could just be friends. He changed his mind and wanted to date, but I think I messed it up yesterday.”
“And you’re catching feelings, which was against the rules anyway,” Zoe pointed out.
I waved it off. “Yeah, yeah.”
“I think I’m going to need the long version of that story,” Maya said.
With a sigh, I launched into it.
They got way more details than they probably wanted, but I knew they’d expected that when I started.
By the time I finished talking, Zoe was asleep in her blanket nest. She’d already heard everything before anyway.
“I don’t know what to do,” I finished. “Finn is a really good guy. We get along. We have fun. I think it could be something special, you know? But he doesn’t really know what he wants, and Iobviously can’t let myself get all pushy given his past. I just don’t know where that leaves me.”
Maya nodded slowly.
I reached for another piece of pizza, only to realize that the final box was empty. We’d killed all four of them.
Dammit.
“Can I be honest?” Maya asked.
“When have you ever not been honest? Other than about the werewolf thing.”
“Good point. Well, I think you just need to wait it out. You told him you weren’t going to chase him, so don’t. It sounds like he’s figuring it out, but doesn’t know how to deal with it. Give him time, and he’ll decide he wants to be with you.”
“How do you know he’ll decide that?”
She gave me a small smile. “Because if there’s one thing I know about werewolf dudes, it’s that they’re clingy, possessive fuckers. If he can’t figure it out on his own, his friends will teach him the ways. He’ll probably figure it out, though.”
“Do you really think so?” I couldn’t believe I was actually hoping a guy was going to turn into aclingy, possessive fucker, but I kind of was.
“Yup.” Maya crossed Zoe’s apartment and grabbed all five of the ice cream tubs I’d brought with me out of the freezer.
