And just like that, any misgivings Lucas had were quelled, grinning toothily, gaze fond. "God help me, but it's a date."

Laughing softly, his dinner entirely forgotten, the werewolf tugged his chair closer still and put his elbows on the corner of the table, leaning closer to Rylan. "Oh, you're not off the hook yet. I still have you for an hour."

And he'd make the most of it.

MoonRazor
ilu anyway ty for suffering the idiot wolf