Lily and James (werewolf novel) novel Chapter 191

Chapter 0191

(Lily POV)

I knew immediately when Derek Ab bott walked into the restaurant. No, it was not the look of both hope and fear on Charlotte’s face. Nor was it the way that the restaurant staff immediately ran to the front door of the restaurant and began fawning all over the male who entered. No, I knew immediately when Derek Ab bott walked into Bellizio’s because James immediately got his “fan-guy” face on.

It was the same face he had when we took the tour of the Wolf Packers’ stadium and two of the human baseball players happened to walk by. They gave me hugs when they saw me I met them previously- and instead of getting jealous or possessive, James immediately mind-linked me begging me to ask

them for their autographs.

Both players were more than happy to sign an autograph for James. But, instead of just signing a random piece of paper, they suggested that they sign baseballs. And instead of just picking any random baseballs to sign, they suggested that they play catch with James in the field, and then they would sign the

baseballs they played with.

Seriously, I was glad that James was just 26 years old, because otherwise he seriously would have had a

heart attack. The way that his face lit up was like a 5-year-old seeing Santa Claus for the first time. It was

both heartwarming and a little creepy. They played for over an hour, and I practically had to force James

to leave the stadium afterwards so that we could get back and changed for dinner with Charlotte and

Derek.

After that experience, it was easy for me to tell when Derek arrived because James’ face changed

instantly.

Going into the dinner, I really was not sure what to think of Derek. My first interaction with him had not

been pleasant… but he also met his mate while she was straddling another male, so I could not really blame him for his behavior. On the other hand, I had been a little uneasy when Charlotte told me how it went when she saw him at the event on Monday. He had basically repeated that he was not interested in having a “sl utty mate,” but he said would be willing to give her a chance if she “brought her Daisy-like

friend” with her for dinner.

I did not like being called a “Daisy-like friend” given who he was obviously comparing me to, but more than that I was unsure why he would make giving Charlotte a chance contingent on me going to dinner with them. It just felt… weird. But I was willing to do it, in part because I love Charlotte… and in part because I knew how excited James would be.

My uneasiness with Derek Ab bott did not wane any when he sat down at the table. Bellizio’s was one of the fanciest restaurants in town, and it had a strict dress code that fell somewhere between casual

in wearing ripped jeans, a baseball hat, and a hoodie sweatshirt with his own signature logo on it.

I was internally rolling my eyes as we stood to greet him. Derek acknowledged all of us with a combined nod and took his chair next to Charlotte. I saw her looking at him hopefully, but he barely glanced at her.

Instead, his eyes were laser-focused on me.

“Who is this?” Derek asked, nodding his head towards James.

“James Anderson,” James replied, offering his hand for a handshake.

Derek ignored James’ hand. “Who are you?” Derek asked.

James put his arm around the back of my chair, and proudly told Derek that he was my mate.

“Hmmmm.”

Seriously, Derek was behaving like the stereotypical spoiled celebrity. So far, his behavior did not seem

to bother James though, so I kept quiet.

“I do not see a mark,” Derek replied matter of factly.