The Alpha’s mate.

Chapter two

“Yeah, it’s mine. Thanks!” She quickly snatched the pen from his hands.

I am Derek, nice to meet you”. Derek said stretching out his hand to shake Leslie. Leslie summoned courage to look at his face and she was immediately lost in his blue eyes, long hair and his facial beards. She immediately stretched out her hands to shake his so that it won’t look weird that she has been staring at him for quite a while now.

“I heard you say that you just moved in newly to Luton, So where did you move in from?” Derek asked her.

Leslie put the pen in her backpack and zipped it close. She swung her backpack over her shoulder.

“I moved in from Crawford to Luton. My dad was promoted to manager in Graham’s pharmaceutical company. We have been in Crawford for over twenty years and my dad have been working with Graham’s pharmaceuticals since then”. Leslie said with no hesitation. It was unlikely of her to communicate that freely with a stranger.

“They decided to give him a promotion to become the manager at the branch here at Luton”. She said yet again. Then she realised that she had given off too much information. And so, it made her uncomfortable that she had to apologise for talking too much.

“I am sorry. You didn’t even ask me all that”. She said a little bit shyly. “It’s cool “ Derek chuckled. To him, she was cute.

“So, where are you heading to now?” Derek asked her.

“I guess we are done with lectures for today so I’ll be heading home now”. Leslie replied.

“Ok! Can I walk you home? That is if you are comfortable with me walking you home”. Derek said to her. He didn’t want her to feel like he was pressing hard or her. He did not want it to look like he was being too fast.

“It’s totally fine and you could tag along, besides I’m new in this town so I’ll need someone to show me around and you look like someone that have been here for quite a long time”. Leslie’s reply was a reassurance to Derek that he had not hit the wrong button.

“That would be totally awesome!” Derek said excitedly.

“And you’re right. I was actually born here in Luton town and I have been here all my life so I know every routes and shortcuts in Luton” Derek affirmed as they both left the class room together.

“Ladies first.” Derek said to Leslie as he open the classroom door for her to pass.

“Good looks and a gentleman, that’s some rare qualities.” Leslie said to herself as she left the classroom.

“I don’t know if I’m being too weird, but I’m sure you’ve read works of some great thinkers of the world like Aristotle, Nietzsche, Aristide and others”. Derek said to Leslie as he led her to the rugby field where they sat down for a chat.

“If I was not new here, I would say you were stalking me. I do love their works though. How did you know?” Leslie asked in surprise.

“Well, I’m also a fan of their works. And the way you asked your question made me guess you are one of those Aristotle’s and Nietzsche freak”. Derek said with a smile on his face.

Then he told her that he was not really paying attention in the class because of the many issues that were bothering him. But that was until he heard her speak. She had drawn his attention. And that he wanted to talk to her after that, the pen that had fallen seem to have given him the opportunity to talk to her.

His hands were busy trying to fix his hair behind his ears while the gentle breeze outside contradicted his actions.

“It’s quite weird but at the same time impressive and I won’t lie I am really impressed. Seeing someone that have a similar mindset with mine is really rare”. Leslie said.

“If your hair is really troubling you why don’t you just pack it or something”. She said yet again offering to help Derek as she pulled off one of her hair bands from her hair. She approached Derek and she told him to turn as she helped him to pack his hair in such a neat manner so that it won’t be pertubed by air.

“Thanks Leslie! You smell so nice”. He thanked her and complimented her at the same time.

This time around Leslie couldn’t hide the blush from her face as her cheeks suddenly turned red.

“How about, I buy you lunch as a means of saying thank you for making me look more presentable?” Derek asked her.

“Ohh no , please don’t worry I don’t consider what I did a really big deal. I just did what I felt was right to do, I didn’t do it to get a favour in return”. She replied to Derek’s request.

“I insist though. It won’t take much of your time, I promise”. Derek said exuding an aura of dominance, leaving Leslie no choice but to accede.

“Well if you say so, then okay let’s go” Leslie replied to Derek as they both left the rugby field for a restaurant.

They finally got to a restaurant outside school and immediately when they got in, they were ushered into one of the best spot in the restaurant.

“This place looks expensive. I was not expecting that we would come to a place like this when you said you wanted to buy me lunch”. Leslie said, she not used to anybody taking her out to a restaurant to buy her lunch.

“Don’t worry Leslie. I am not complaining, am I? Just sit back and enjoy yourself. I got it all covered”. Derek replied with a smug face.

The waiter walked up to them “Vous voulez quoi dans la menu?” the waiter asked, It was a french restaurant.

“He asked what choice did you pick in the menu?” Derek said to Leslie interpreting what the waiter has just said.