The Night Wolf novel Chapter 8

They stopped at McDonald's because Felix and Rowan were hungry.

"Good afternoon sir, what would you like to have?" Said the cashier when it was their turn.

"I'll have," started Felix, narrowing his eyes at the menu in his hand. "A bigMac, twenty nuggets, a large coke, and a large fries." Was he for real? She couldn't believe he was going to eat all that.

"Double it." Said Rowan, before turning to look at the astonished Willow. "What do you want?"

"I don't want anything." Said Willow after she regained her cool, she shouldn't judge the other person for the amount of foo they consumed, she wasn't hungry.

"Are you sure?" asked Rowan. "I am payi-"

"They even have ice cream," said Felix, looking like he had just found the golden ticket. "We're getting oreo mcflurry too."

"Of course sir." Said the cashier. "Two of them?"

"Yes," said Felix. "Make it three."

"Rowan."

It was dusk by the time they were home, Willow's mother was not home yet. After finishing all that food, which Rowan and Felix munched without bothering about the amount of food that was being consumed by them, they were all finally home!

All Willow wanted to do was lay on her bed and never wake up. she hadn't expected to meet Hunter at the Smol Bean, but she did and she was also fired because of him. Oh well, what's done is done. She shouldn't cry over that jerk.

"Willow," called out Rowan, making her heart skip. "Willow?'

"Yes?" she looked up at him, he was after all pretty tall and she was pretty short, her height is something she didn't like to talk about. when her blue eyes met his golden ones she was ready to swoon.

"You called me?" Rowan asked with a smile on his face.

Confused, Willow scrunched her eyebrows. But then she nodded repeatedly.

"I'm sorry it slipped from my mind," she smiled apologetically. "I'm almost done with your painting. you can check it."

"I'll be there," said Rowan. "Once I put them in my room." He pointed at the bags in his hands. He had emptied almost the whole shop, making Willow anxious, she had then promised to bring him there again, if he would put it all back. But in the end he still bought a lot.

"Make it quick." Said Willow before heading to her room.

In a few minutes, Rowan was knocking on her door. He had been looking at the incomplete portrait all this time, ever since she started on it.

"I'm almost done with it," Willow told him as she shut the door. "Only the last few bits are remaining."

"Can I see it?"

Willow had once seen a so-called magic trick on a little girl, on Instagram. It went with the family pranking the girl into believing that she had gone invisible. It was hilarious.

When Willow looked up at Rowan, he had no signs of laughter on him, he looked astonished, shocked, flabbergasted, horrified and every other adjective she could find of the same kind, everything but sheepish. His face was a mixture of all those emotions that Willow's hands itched to paint another portrait of him right there and then, she could click a picture, no no no he'd think her as weird. She didn't want that.

"How old am I?" asked Willow after she was done with her marathon, well laughing did make her as breathless as running a marathon. "Five?"

Rowan blinked. "Are you serious?" Asked Rowan. He must have been dumbfounded by her laugh. She did after all have a weird laugh. She regretted laughing now, in front of Rowan that is, she had an image to hold as a not so weird person in front of him.

"Wait," said Willow. "That's supposed to be my line."

"Felix." Rowan said, suddenly.

"Felix?" Echoed Willow.

"Felix!" Now Rowan hollered. Muffled, came a reply, because of the walls that separated them.

Rowan took a hold of her hand, and let go the very next moment. He looked shocked, she did too. There was a spark, where his hand had touched her. He felt it too, that was for sure or else he wouldn't have let go her hand quickly.

"What was that?" Ashed Willow. She had once read of Static Current, which was a light electrical shock that one felt on toughing someone, that is if the other person had an extra electron, by touching it created a negative charge.