Chapter 8: Double Stacks

I woke up from the best night's sleep I think I have ever had. After the boys left my room last night, I threw a nightshirt on and crashed on my bed. I think I was asleep as soon as my head hit my pillow. Last night was incredible. I think the fact that I had to try and stay quiet made it that much more exciting. It may have turned me on more as well. I go to my closet to get dressed. I pick out a T-shirt that has rope laced through the top about halfway down. It's enough to show cleavage if I leave it loose and do not tighten the rope. It's black with the word BABE across it in white. I throw on a pair of blue jeans and my sneakers. I am going shopping with Emma today. I am going to need sneakers. She is a shopaholic, and it's like running a marathon. I throw my hair up and put a moisturizer on my face.

When I get downstairs and start heading to the kitchen, I can smell him before I get there. Flashes of last night enter my mind, and I begin to blush before I even get there. "Good morning, cupcake," he says as I walk in. "Morning, Luca," I say as I continue to the fridge without looking at him. I open the fridge and grab the orange juice. When I turn to get a cup, I bump into a firm chest. I feel the sparks as soon as we touch. "Need help getting a glass my cupcake?" Luca says. I stutter, trying to say yes. He lets out a laugh, and my insides melt. It's the most amazing sound I have ever heard. He takes the orange juice from me and pours me a glass. Handing it to me, I take it and take a sip. "How lucky that glass is," he says almost in a whisper. I blush but don't respond.

"What are your plans today," he asks. "I am going shopping with Emma later today, but that is all I have planned so far," I let him know. "How about I take you to breakfast at the diner," he asks. I say OK, and he takes my hand. We head toward the door. When we get outside, I see his car sitting in the front. He must have already known I would say yes. He opens the passenger side door for me. He drives a 1967 Chevy Impala. I love his car. He climbs in the driver seat and says, " does my car still get you wet cupcake," I smirk at him and say, "who said it ever did," and he laughs at me, firing up the engine. OK, who am I kidding? It does get me a little turned on, I think to myself. "I knew it," he says and laughs as we head to the diner.

He pulls into the diner and parks in the front. There are not many people here right now. So we go in and sit in the far booth. A young girl comes up to the table. Her tag says Izzie. "Well, what would you like to drink," she asks Luca. The way she is tilting her head and smiling at him makes me want to slam her head on the table. "I will have a regular coffee," he replies to her. "OK, honey coming right up," she says as she goes to walk away. Is she for real? " Ummm, excuse me, but I am sitting here too," I spit out, pissed off now. " I'm sorry, what do you want," she asks, almost like she is aggravated. " I will have milk on ice," I spit out. She walks away. I say bitch under my breath. Luca looks at me, smiling. "What are you smiling at?" I can't help but ask. "Nothing was trying to figure out how you are just so beautiful," he says. I make a huffing sound and look back at the menu. He laughs but doesn't say anything else and looks at his menu too. I don't have to look. I eat the same thing every time I come here. The bitch I mean Izzie, brings us our drinks. " You know what you want to eat, handsome," she has the nerve to say. "I will have two eggs over medium, bacon, with a side of grits, please, and she will have a double stack of pancakes with a side of bacon," he spits out like we eat breakfast together every day. I can't help but stare at him in shock. "What if that is not what I wanted," I ask. He laughs, " you always get a double stack with bacon." I don't respond. Just sit the menu at the end of the table. "Well, I will hurry back to you with your food," she says and winks. She really just winked at him. I am so going to flip on this bitch I think to myself. Why is he not saying anything either? I am a little pissed at him too.

"So tell me, Raine, what has been going on with you since I been gone," he asks. "Well, schooling takes up most of my time, and what time I am not in school, I am either training or helping out at the packhouse. That is all I have been up to; What about you?" I respond to his question. I notice his face seems to fall like he is battling with what to say. " Well, Alpha training is all, but it was a lot to do and learn. Not much fun is involved. You are either learning how to do paperwork on pack matters or training to fight. They even have a course on solving disputes in the pack." He says with a laugh at the end. I smile at him cause his laughter makes me feel warm inside. The bitch brings our food and sits it in front of us, and I see her hand touch him as she sets his plate down. I am about to say something when he growls and says with gritted teeth, "don't touch me again. You have been rude to her since we came in. I suggest you take your ass back in the kitchen. Don't come back to our table unless we call you. UNDERSTOOD?" She stutters her reply, which is hard to make out, as she turns and hurries away. I can't hold in the laugh, so I don't and dig into my pancakes.

We eat without saying much when my phone rings. I look to see Emma is calling and answer. " Hello, moto," I say as I pick up. "Hey girl, when are you meeting me at the mall?" "I am almost finished with breakfast. I will meet you there in about thirty minutes. I have to get my car from the house." I can take you if you want?" Luca speaks up. "Nevermind, I will meet you there in about twenty minutes." "OK, chica see you then," she says before hanging up. I smile as I ask Luca, "are you going to be going with us shopping?" " Why not? I need to pick up a few things, and maybe you can try on some sexy outfits for me," he responds, and I laugh cause he has no idea what he is in for.