~CALLIE’S P.O.V~
We ate our dinner in silence. I didn’t mind though. The area was so peaceful and, plus, eating with your mouth full was kind of gross anyway. Once we finished eating, he looked over at the wine he had picked out. It wasn’t an expensive brand, and although he could afford it, he decided he would choose my favorite and that’s what makes it priceless. It takes a lot for a werewolf to get drunk, so we are allowed a glass of wine at dinner when we get our wolf. But I'd drunk before that, the adults just didn’t know.
“Wine?” He asks.
“Absolutely.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t buy the expensive wine.” He says.
“Don’t be sorry. I don’t need to be wowed or catered to. This is my favorite wine anyhow.” I said with a smile.
“I know. That’s why I chose it.” He says with a smirk.
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