CHAPTER 7. HANGOUT

We arrived at Baker's street, the restaurant on the Eastside of the town was a hot spot. It had everything you could think of from the bush bar to the pub all things being considered it was a good place to eat out.

We ventured inside and got smiles from the pretty receptionist who ogled at Creed with lust in their eyes.

Creed walked towards the dinning area and took a seat and beckoned for me to come over.

“What?” I asked him, looking around.

“There’s nothing to see here. Just come here.” He patted his lap, and my eyes widened.

“No way, absolutely no way. I am not sitting on your lap, no matter how much you beg.”

“Come here!” He demanded, and I shook my head. And then he pouted.

I rolled my eyes and walked over to him. He lifted me up and placed me on his lap.

“You’re so stubborn.” He grumbled.

“And you’re so pushy.” I scolded.

He chuckled, placing his chin on the top of my head.

“I know” He just smiled and shook his head. I sighed and looked away. When I looked back up, he was looking at me again. I blushed even harder and looked towards a different direction.

The waitress came over and smiled at us. She had a long blonde brown hair, more of a regular highschool pigtail braids with pale blue eyes and a smile that could light up a whole city.

"What will you like to order, please" The waitress said

I scooted closer to Creed and looked at the menu.

"What would you like to eat?" I asked him.

"I'm not sure. What do you recommend?" He asked me.

"There's a lot of things on here. Do you have any allergies?" I asked him.

"No" He replied.

"Then anything you want. This is just a normal eat out, you deserve to eat whatever you want" I assured him.

It may have been a regular eat out, but we were on a strict diet. We couldn't eat whatever we wanted.

"Uhmmm, I need a bottle of Schaeffer beer, Donuts, Chicken Tenders and some cocktail mix. Lest I forget, Oreo cookies for my girlfriend" Creed said with a huge grin on his face.

The waitress was hot as hell, she turn her back and headed for the counter to bring our order.

I watched her as she walked away. She was absolutely ravishing. I looked over at Creed and he was looking at her as well.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I don't know Viv. I think she's hot."

"She's just a waitress for God's sake"

"So what?"

"What if she sees you looking at her?"

"She can't see you." Creed snapped

"You're a creep, I'm just sick of your pesky antics"

"I'm sorry Luna, Please don't get too far with this" Creed said as he placed his head on my shoulders and gave me a peck on my lips.

"Its okay, it seems I kind of overreacted"

"It's alright baby, you'll always be mine" Creed assured me

I was just happy that I was gonna be able to get something in my tummy that night. The waitress put the tray on the table and walked away.

"Oh my god, that's hot" Creed said still trying hard not to stare at the waitress.

"What? What's hot?" I asked Creed.

"Oops, nevermind" He said before taking a sip of the cocktail mix

"You see, I did put a little extra on your order" She said with a wink, and that was it. Creed couldn't hold it any longer, and he almost threw up on the table. The waitress stood and watched him with a smile on her face.

"Are you okay, honey?" I asked with a hint of concern in my voice.

"Uh, yeah, I'm alright. I just ate something that didn't settle with me. I'm gonna be right back." He said and ran outside the restaurant.

The waitress looked at me and smiled "What's wrong with him?" She asked with a curious tone in her voice.

I didn't know what to say. I wasn't sure if I could say anything.

"Get lost" I growled

"You talking to me ma'am?" She questioned

"If you don't want to die with your eyes open, you better piss off before it becomes too late" My wolf stirred up inside of me it was ready to launch an attack my eyes turned red and I let out a loud howl which attracted attention from all corners of the restaurant, everyone looked towards my direction. I tried hard to stop my body from metamorphosing.

They waitress scurried away in fear screaming as she ran, Creed came in just in time to stop me, I was ready to draw first blood.

"What happened"?

"I don't know" I feigned ignorance

"I've told you time and again not to be showing off your wolf instincts in public especially around full blooded humans" He barked

"I just can't control it, okay?"

"Are you okay ma'am"? I heard a deep husky voice said

It was the manager of the restaurant, he happened to be around when this whole fiasco was taking place.

"Have you at any point been diagnosed of potential Lycanthropy?"

"Excuse me Sir, what do you mean by that"? Creed asked perplexed

"I know what he's trying to insinuate, I got none of that and never been diagnosed of any mental disorder" I shot back

"But why the sudden behavior today?" He queried

"You have no absolute knowledge about this, it's in no way related to your Lycanthrope bullshit, okay?" Creed said with an air of authority he'd really gone nuts and was truly indignant at the charlatanism of the restaurant manager.

"Well, I will withdraw if you still insist there's nothing amiss, but be informed I won't waste time to take legal action if during one of your mood swings you end up posing a threat to someone's life". He said

Creed was furious but he tried hard to keep calm he winked and warned me not to do anything funny, he was just trying to stay low-key and keep a low profile, trying hard to suppress his werewolf instincts.