Enzo reunites with his girlfriend

Allie broke the news to Enzo later that afternoon, taking him into an empty stairwell between classes.

The conversation was quite different than the one she'd had with her friends. She didn't mention a "date," and she certainly didn't use the word "boyfriend" either. The ever-cheerful girl simply explained that an Alpha had taken a liking to her, and reassured Enzo that it wouldn't change their lives too much.

Her boyfriend (the Local one, anyway) was far from convinced, but he felt a lot better after Allie took him by the shoulders and gave him a long, deep kiss. He relished in the spontaneous act of passion, trying to ignore the fact that her makeup was still smeared, her hair was messed-up, and her breath smelled a little funky. All of those details seemed to matter a little bit less as she smiled at him and stroked his arm.

Feeling bold, Enzo slid a hand down her back... But as it touched the bare skin where her leggings had been ripped open, she shook her head.

"Not at school, naughty boy," she whispered, moving his hand away. "C'mon, we have class!"

Later that afternoon, Enzo walked Allie home. It was cold but sunny, and as they talked and laughed Enzo couldn't help but stare at his girlfriend's gorgeous body. Her huge tits were stretching the somewhat-stained tank top, and her ass was half-bare in the ripped leggings, protected by nothing but a thong.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer," Allie giggled, swatting Enzo's arm.

"Uh, I was just gonna offer you my jacket," he replied, nodding at her exposed rear end. "You must be cold."

"Aw, you're so sweet!" Then her smile faded. "Oh, um, it--it might get a little wet. I'm still... Leaking. A bit."

"...No problem," Enzo said, biting his tongue as he passed her the jacket. She took it gratefully, wrapping it around her waist as they walked the rest of the way arm-in-arm.

Once they reached Allie's place, she turned to her boyfriend and gave him a peck on the cheek. "See you tomorrow?"

Despite the kiss, Enzo looked a bit disappointed. "Can't we hang out for a bit?"

Allie glanced at the car in the driveway. As Enzo followed her gaze, he realized it wasn't her family's SUV: it was a cherry-red, two-door convertible with the top down, parked diagonally across the driveway.

"Um. I... Remember Marcus? The guy I was talking about, who... Picked me up this morning?"

Of course I remember. I remember every time I look at the huge-ass crack in my phone, Enzo thought. "...Yeah?"

"He said he wanted to meet my mom, see where my body came from--" She stopped short, blushing. "I guess he's still here."

"Oh." Enzo thought in silence for a moment. "...Can I come in anyway?"

"Are you sure?"

"Look, this guy might be around a lot. I don't want to stop seeing you, so I'd better get used to it," Enzo continued, a determined look in his eyes.

"Well... I really, really appreciate that." Allie smiled, taking a step towards her front door. "C'mon, babe."