“You need to get laid.” He suggested, moving his eyebrows up and down in an allusive way to talk about s*x.
I blushed almost instantly.
“I don’t go sleeping around in every city.” I jokingly argued with him while giving his body a playful push.
“Meet someone, go to the club with one of the shewolves in the pack and get laid.” He suggested again, and I just motioned ‘no’ with my head.
I can’t do that.
Even though I was so convinced of not doing it, I was already waiting for Jules. The shewolf likes to party on a weekday and loves to go to this club called “Midnight Howl”. I think it fits the situation perfectly.
I found myself coming into the club with the shortest dress I’ve ever worn and the highest heels I bet no one with enough sanity would wear.
“Come on. It’s just for a while,
