Werewolf Love Story by H. T. Night

I had ever seen. It seemed like she liked me, but what did I know. Whenever I’m generally attracted to a girl for all the right reasons I tend to blow it.  With girls I’m not that interested in I can be charming and sexy, but when I actually do like a girl I usually act and say all the wrong things. It’s like I try too hard.
    I don’t think I ever felt as initially infatuated with a woman in my life as I am with Maya.  I looked down on my passenger seat at Maya’s cell number on the white strip of paper.  I had such genuine feelings for her. I knew I needed to play this right. Once again I looked down at the number on the seat . Dammit, Tommy! Play this right! Don't be that guy! Don't be the guy that calls a girl seconds after meeting her. Come on Tommy! Get it together! Do not call her the second you get back home! Don’t do it!
    I got home and apparently both Patrick and Sasha were still sleeping.  I had left my phone on the floor near the couch. I walked over to it and picked it up.
    Don't do it! It’s too soon!
    I sat there with the cell phone in one hand and her number on a piece of paper in the other. I weighed the pros and cons but in the end I knew what I was going to do regardless.
    I began dialing her number and I paused before I pressed the last number.
    Who calls a girl he likes minutes after meeting them?
    I walked over to the kitchen table and sat down.
    I do.
    I pressed the last number it rang once.
    “Hello,” a woman’s voice said.
    I coughed, and then I said, “Hey, it's Tommy.”
    “Five minutes ago, Tommy?” Maya said, as adorable as I had ever heard a woman speak.
    “It’s been more like twenty-five if anyone is counting, but that would be me. I just wanted to call back and say.... thank you again for taking me to get gas.”
    “It wasn't a problem; I was going to pick my brother up anyway. He likes to run way far from home and then have me pick him up.”
    “Josiah's a good kid.”
    “Yeah, he is,” she said. “He's the best little brother a girl could ask for.”
    I smiled. I liked the fact they had family. That's something I never had.  I heard Josiah yelling in the background. “Tell him how hot you think he is!”
    What? Did he say what I thought he said?
    I could hear panic in Maya’s voice, “Hold on Tommy.” I could hear her hand over the phone. “Josiah, shut up!” And then I heard a smacking sound.
    “Ouch! That hurt!” Josiah laughed.
    “Then shut your mouth,” Maya whispered, but I could hear every word. “Hey I’m back,” she said. “Did you hear that?”
    “Hear what?” I asked, acting like I hadn’t just heard the greatest thing in my life.
    “Oh good,” she said. “My brother was just being a pain in the butt. Do you have any brothers or sisters?”
    “No, I'm an only child. I was raised by my grandparents.”
    “Really?”
    “Well, mainly my grandmother.”
    “Oh okay,” Maya hesitated.
    “It's okay. My grandmother is an amazing woman.”
    “She must be.”
    “Why is that?”
    “Cause you seem like a really great person. She raised you well.”
    I had the biggest, goofiest grin on my face. “Maya, I was thinking… would you like to go to the movies tonight?”
    “Tonight?” she seemed confused.
    “Or we can go tomorrow night?”
    “No, tonight is good.”
    “Yeah?”
    “Yeah!” she confirmed.
    “Great! Text me your address and I’ll pick you up around 8:00.”
    “Ok, I will do that.”
    “Awesome.  I’ll see you in a couple of hours then.”
    “I’m looking forward to it,” she said.
    “And Maya?”
    “Yeah?”
    One more thing.” 
    “What is that?” she asked.
    “Tell Josiah I think his sister is pretty hot herself.”
    Maya laughed, embarrassed. “Okay, I'll tell him.” she said, and I heard her smack him again.
    “I'll see you tonight at 8:00.”
    I walked into my bedroom and Patrick and Sasha were sleeping on my bed.  Sasha apparently got up at some point and decided to lay next to Patrick. They were