syrup. Do you know what maple syrup means?” I shook my head no. “Well, maple syrup is sticky, so it usually means mischievous behavior. Such a strange scent for a girl crying in a Nicholas Sparks movie. But, then again, it may just be messed up since you're a couple weeks away from the transition.” He smirked and twisted in his seat to check our surroundings before backing out of the parking lot.
I didn’t bother answering, I was totally busted. My face burned with embarrassment. Well maybe not the concession stand part, all I had to do was kiss his cheek and he rolled over like a dog. Yeah, alpha my butt. Caleb didn’t seem mad though, only amused, but I was humiliated. I reached forward and turned on the radio, needing a distraction. The Black Keys blared through the speakers, not allowing me to hear my own thoughts. Caleb reached over and grasped my hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing my knuckles.
When we pulled into the driveway he turned off the engine and turned toward me. “I’ll give you an A for effort with your prank, but next time you might be better off taping a dollar to a fishing rod or tickling me.”
I pouted, it wasn’t that bad. “Tickling, really?”
“Yeah, tickling always works,” he laughed and quickly lunged for my ribcage, the only place where I was ticklish.
I squealed and tried to jump out of his reach but it was no good. I even reached behind me and tried to open the door, forgetting that the doors weren’t on the Jeep. My weight being thrown back caused me to slide out and land right on my butt. Ouch! Caleb leaned over and started laughing hysterically at the sight of me on the ground. I stuck my tongue out at him and his head disappeared from sight. He soon reappeared around the side of the car.
He helped me up and pulled me into his arms. “How did you know I was ticklish there?”
He smirked, “I know everything about you.” I looked up at him and his eyes were sparkling. I guess I wasn’t the only one who had fun tonight.
I muttered something under my breath about him being a know-it-all but it was cut short by Caleb reaching down and cupping my face. His hands were warm and calloused against my skin. They were so big that they almost covered my entire cheek. He slowly pulled me closer until my face was right in front of his. I knew he was going to kiss me and it was about time he did. His lips curved up in a smile and he lowered his head to close the last inch that separated us. His lips had barely brushed mine when a voice called out, “Allison?”
I pulled away, “Dad?”
Chapter Eighteen
Exposed
Caleb
Allie’s dad, Jim, stood just outside his door. I’ve run into him many of times before, but not when I was about to kiss his daughter. Awkward. He was a big man with dark hair, just like Allie. I haven’t seen much of him since Amber passed away, but he was always around when I was a kid, since my dad was his beta. He was technically still able to change, but he never did anymore, and he certainly never came around the pack. I wasn’t even sure if he knew his kids were werewolves. It wouldn’t surprise me if he didn’t.
I could feel the hate and surprise radiating off of Allie, who was still standing close to my side. She never quite forgave her dad for leaving Brody and herself to fend for themselves. I knew she didn’t want to talk to him, so I took the lead.
“Hi Mr. Underwood, sorry if I kept Allie out too late, we just went to see a movie.”
“No worries, Caleb,” I could hear the distaste in his voice. “Allie, why don’t you tell your friend goodnight and come inside, it’s cold and I’m sure Caleb can call tomorrow. I’ll be leaving again soon for my office, I have a class in the morning, and I would love to catch up with you.” Yeah, I’m sure he would just love that.
Well, I guess that was my cue to leave. I kissed Allie on the top of her head and told her I would call. Yeah, right, I would be back later. I wasn’t leaving her alone, especially after I got promoted from the couch. I hopped back in my Jeep, as she was