Once I pull up outside of Aaron's house, I get out of the car and slam the door shut to make some noise. Wolves also have sensitive hearing so I don't need to knock on his door to get his attention - nor can I be bothered to walk anymore in these heels. I lean against the car door and wait for him to materialise in front of me.
"Hey trouble, nice hair- so much better than that ponytail," he says gesturing to me as he walks towards the car. He crosses his arms over his chest and looks at me with a humoured expression. "How was the balls? I hear they were kicking."
I shake my head at him holding back my own laugh so that I can be serious, "we need your help."
"We?" he questions, "you and Damien? Or just Damien?"
"Fine, Damien needs your help."
"You aren't going to kick me if I refuse ar
