Subtle Subterfuge | By : sterekismyotp Category: S through Z > Teen Wolf Views: 4592 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Derek felt the Camaro hum under him, the sleek beast purring while he put it through its paces.
Melissa laughed, turned toward him and grinned. “Thank you for doing this. I honestly didn’t know what else to do. Your plan is probably the only chance I have to get rid of him.”
Derek chuckled lightly, feeling comfortable with Melissa. “Thank Stiles when you get the chance. It was his plan.”
Melissa eye's widened slightly in surprise, and then she laughed. “It does sound like one of his plans. Only this time it makes complete sense.”
They grinned at each other and fell into companionable silence. Derek liked Melissa. The woman was brave and had taken her son being a werewolf rather well, all things considered. She reminded him of his older sister.
“So where are you taking me on our date? I’m kind of worried about others thinking I’m a, what did Scott call it? Oh yeah, a cougar. I’m old enough to be your mother.”
Derek choked out a laugh. “I was thinking we'd go for dinner and then walk down the beach holding hands? We need to be seen in public for this to be believable. I also have a feeling Agent McCall isn’t going to give up, and is going to be watching us. He seems the persistent type.”
“He is nothing if not that. I’m sorry about putting you in this situation. I know you could be spending time with someone you’re actually interested in, or doing something werewolf related.”
Derek shrugged, keeping his eyes on the road. “Pack activity has been pretty slow lately. After all that happened, we decided it was good for everyone to take a break and de-stress. We still meet weekly. As for someone I’m interested in, that person is better off not knowing. People I love tend to get hurt around me.”
Melissa moved her hand to Derek’s, squeezing it gently. ”Scott and Stiles have told me some of what happened. You do know none of that was your fault, right?”
Derek shrugged, but stayed quiet.
“I mean it, Derek. I know it’s probably none of my business, but I know if it was Scott I wouldn’t ever want him to end up alone because he was scared to try again. If you find that right person, don’t be scared to try.”
Derek swallowed tightly, and after a moment, nodded.
Melissa squeezed his hand again then let go. “Besides, I think Stiles likes you too.”
The Camaro's tires squealed loudly when Derek hit the brakes. He pulled over onto the shoulder and then turned to Melissa in shock, his eyebrows pulled down low in a scowl. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Melissa smiled gently. “It’s okay, but I can hear the affection in his tone whenever he talks about you. He probably doesn’t even realize it either. I’ve just known him for so long that I can tell. I figured the only reason you would have agreed to his plan was if you liked him just as much.”
Derek felt his palms go clammy. It was just his luck that Scott’s mom was a goddamn psychic. He took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. “Stiles has been hurt enough. He’s human and fragile, and I’m an alpha. His dad almost died because of my screw up. It could never work, even if I was interested in him…which I’m not”
Melissa smiled knowingly and then nodded thankfully, letting it go. “So where are we eating?”
“How about we go to the Diner? I hear their curly fries and burgers are great.
She gave out a full body laugh. “Yeah, you are totally into Stiles.”
Derek grunted and shifted, sending his car back onto the road toward the Diner. The two of them falling once again into a companionable silence.
Lunch was a lot less of a chore than Derek had thought it would be. Melissa was a lot of fun to talk to. They talked about her work and funny stories about Scott and Stiles. He shared a few of his own Scott/Stiles stories which had Melissa in stitches
Stiles had been right about the curly fries and burgers. The food was great, the company even better. He would never fall in love with Melissa McCall, but she reminded him so much of his older sister that it eased a part of him he didn’t know he had been missing. He really liked spending time with her, and felt that they could become really good friends.
Walking down the beach with Melissa wasn’t hard either. Being a werewolf, touching was a natural thing between pack mates. Holding hands was no big deal. If he was honest with himself, it was actually comforting. They talked more about her hopes for Scott and she asked him questions about being a werewolf, and what it would mean for Scott in the future.
At the end of the evening, he drove her home, walking her to the door after noticing Agent McCall’s car staked out at the corner of the street.
Melissa smiled, turning toward him when they reached the door. “Thank you for the nice evening. It’s been very informative, and I had a good time.”
“I had a great time too. Thank you for coming with me,” Derek said, smiling down at her.
Melissa stood up on her tiptoes, gave him a kiss on the cheek, and then patted it gently. “You’re a good guy, Derek. You deserve to be happy. Just remember that.”
He nodded back at her while she walked into the house. He waited until he heard the click of the lock before he walked toward his Camaro, waving at the hidden Agent McCall with a cheeky grin.
His werewolf hearing caught McCall's curse before he turned the car on and drove off.
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