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7:45 AM.
Still decently early, though I was completely exhausted thanks to my wolf’s all-night run and cuddle-session.
I reached a hand up to touch my hair—yuck.
Dirt, mud, leaves… I didn’t want to know what the hell was in it, but it definitely needed to be washed out sooner rather than later. It was Saturday, so we’d have the whole day—weekend, really—for studying and whatnot. Though, I had told Ford we’d be switching off days in my dorm and his place…
We could still go back to my dorm that afternoon or evening, I guessed. But we hadn’t really spent the night at his place, given that we’d been in the forest.
So maybe I’d stay one extra day there.
That wouldn’t be too much of a stretch on the schedule I’d suggested, right?
“So what’s the plan?” Ford asked me, sitting on the chair beside mine with a massive plate of his own. It hadn’t occurred to me that he wasn’t eating while I was shoveling food in, but now that I thought about it, I realized he hadn’t taken a single bite yet.
He'd fed me first, even though he had to be hungry too.
Aww.
“Why do you assume there’s a plan?” I countered, setting my fork down in front of me and sliding my plate across the table to him, so he could finish off the rest of it.
Ford flashed me a smirk. “You always have a plan, or are in the process of making one.”
Dammit, he already knew me too well.
“Well, I was planning on going back to my dorm this afternoon. But that was before we spent all night doing that.” I gestured to the back door. “And we still haven’t washed my sheets or anything, so… maybe we’ll just stay here for the night, if that’s okay with you.”
“Of course.” The side of his hand brushed mine.
“As far as the specifics go,” I began, and noticed him smirking again. “Are you making fun of me?”
He chuckled. “Of course not. I think it’s hot that you’re always four steps ahead.”
I rolled my eyes at him. “Sure you do.”
“I’m serious, Ebb. Your brain is the sexiest thing about you, and given how sexy all of this is, that’s saying a hell of a lot.” He gestured to all of me.
“Well thanks then, I guess.”
“Alright, tell me the specifics.” He waved a hand, like he was beckoning me to go on.
“We’ve got to shower, obviously. Separately, but we’ll have to be in there together, for furry reasons.”
He nodded, resuming eating.
“And then I’ve got to study, for most of the day. But we could maybe do dinner with the pack again, if you want. That was fun last night.”
He nodded again, sipping at a glass of water before suggesting, “Or I could take you on a date.”
I blinked. “A date?”
“You want to date like humans, right? What do humans do for a first date? Dinner and a movie?”
“Um, I guess so. Usually those dinners are kind of boring, though. Or awkward.”
Ford lifted an eyebrow at me. “I don’t think dinner would be boring or awkward.”
“Probably not.”
“But if you want something more creative…” He swirled his water cup a bit, and I watched his face as the gears in his mind turned. “How about a painting night?”
“Painting?” I lifted an eyebrow. “Have you met me? You’re the creative one in this relationship.” I gestured between us.
His lips curved upward. “I don’t know how to paint, Ebb. You’re not supposed to be good at it. There’s a little place on Current Street; we would hang out and eat cheese and crackers and drink fancy shit while trying to recreate whatever painting they’ve got up on an easel today. I’ve heard good things about the place; it's supposed to be fun.”
He had me at cheese, crackers, and drinking fancy shit.
“Alright, I’m in. But you aren’t allowed to laugh when my painting looks like a toddler’s rendition of it,” I warned.
He flashed me a grin. “Ditto.”
