DEREK:
‘Do something about it,’ Stiles does not fail to sound that to me as I stare intently at the little encounter that occurred between Layla and the same dude that has now turned into her first friend since we began our jobs as waiter and waitress in The Southern Sauce.
Ezekiel is the dude’s name. And I think he might have a sort of charm to him that makes the ladies around here attracted to him. I guess that is the same thing he used to get Layla’s attention because it was surprising that he has already gotten her to be free around him in just a couple of days.
‘Don’t start again,’ I tell my wolf as I look away from the two that got me into a conversation with the beast.
Stiles snorts right in my head when the giggle of Layla invades my senses. How come I have not succeeded in mak
