Keegan's POV

" You can call me anything you like, I guess, as long as you also call me yours." I say with the best smile that I can manage, though I can still feel my eye twitch. I hope Emily didn't notice. As much as the name pains my pride, I mean what I said. I'll be whatever she wants me to be.

She smiles at me like I'm insane, but also like she might just want to go crazy with me. Emily clears her throat. "Well, we will just have to see about that." I ignore her words because her everything else is telling me what we both know to be true. I am hers, and she is mine. "So, um... what do you want to do today?" She asks.

"I didn't actually have anything planned. I just wanted to see you." I admit.

She looks around like she is trying to come up with an idea and I force myself not to cringe when her gaze lands on her gaming system. "Have you ever played Guitar Hero?"

I rub a hand over the back of my neck. "No. Ivy tried to get me to play a few times, but I've always been too busy, what with training to become Alpha and then eventually taking over."

"That settles it. Don't worry, I'll teach you how. It's not hard and I will start you out on the beginner level so that you can get the hang of it." Emily tells me as she walks over and switches out the disc and grabs the guitar she had earlier before grabbing another one from the shelf under the tv and walking over to give it to me.

I look down at the strange looking device in my hands and experimentally push the colorful buttons and fiddle with the little lever. Emily helps me adjust my hold on it and places my hands in the proper positions before clicking through a series of menu options with her own controller. She walked me through choosing my character as she decided on her's. I settled on Johnny Napalm, a guy with long hair that looks like he skips every leg day, and Emily picked a cute little purple haired chick named Midori. She explains that I have to watch the rolling screen on my side and press the appropriate colored button while clicking the strumming lever. When she decides that I understand, she selects the first song on the menu, Slow Ride by Foghat, and asks if I'm ready.

Determined to prove that I can have fun, I nod. "Ready." Unfortunately, I apparently wasn't. Before the song was even halfway finished I had missed so many notes that I caused us to fail, the boos from the crowd echoing through the room acted as a soundtrack to my defeat. I send Emily an apologetic look.

She smiles sweetly at me. "Don't worry. It takes a little practice to get the hang of it. Let's try another song." Emily starts scrolling through the set list, worrying me when she keeps going and going to what I assume are more difficult songs. I don't know what she is thinking, because what chance do I have at one of these if I couldn't even manage to make it through what has to be the easiest song on the game. She stops on My Name is Jonas by Weezer. "This is a great one for a newbie because the beat is very consistent."

Hoping for a better outcome, I ready my fingers and wait. When the music starts and my notes start to appear I realize that Emily was right. This one is actually a lot easier because once I get on the right rhythm I am able to hit at least most of my cues. I feel a wide grin take over my face as really get into a groove. When the song ends I throw my arms up in celebration. "Yes! I am the master!"

Emily covers her face with her hands while letting out a loud groan. "Gah, I should have just let you keep losing."

"What? Why?" I ask.

"Because you already have a big enough head, no need for me to help make it bigger." She says while shaking her head at me. I can tell she is trying to look annoyed, but it isn't quite working.

"Hey, it's not my fault that I'm so amazing." I tell her with a wink. She just rolls her eyes at me.

We spend the rest of the evening honing my skills on the game, and I decide that I actually like it. We took a small break for dinner and Emily made a frozen pizza for us. By the time I have to leave I have gotten pretty good at easy mode. Maybe next time we play I will be ready to go up to medium. After the last song, I help Emily put away the guitars and then pull my shoes on before following her to the door.

"I'll try to come to see you tomorrow before you head back to school, but I may not be able to make it." I tell her once we are out on the porch.

"Can I see your phone?" She asks.

"Um... Yeah. You going to give me your number baby?" I question as I pull my phone from my pocket and hand it over.

"Yes. I guess." She says with an indifferent shrug before grinning at me. "I might as well, seeing as you are apparently mine and all."

I beam at her before crushing her to my chest. "I'm all yours. Every part of me." I bite my lip as I step back to look at her. "Does that mean I can call you mine?"

"Sure. Why not?" Emily tries to hide her pleased smile behind my phone as she enters her contact information. She tries to straighten her face before handing it back, but I can see her lips twitching. I don't know why she feels the need to give me such a hard time, but I kind of love that about her. I don't want my mate to blindly submit to all of my whims.

I take my phone and push it back into my pocket before pulling her back into my arms. Leaning back slightly, I look down at her face. "Emily?"

She peeks up at me through her lashes, and, even in darkness, I can see the faint blush on her cheeks. "Yes, my little gingersnap?" She answers with a quirk of her eyebrow, clearly attempting to break the sudden tension.

I smile, but don't let her derail me. I reach up and caress her cheek. " Would it be alright if I kissed you?"

Emily's eyes widen in shock before her expression changes into one I haven't seen on her before. I have to admit, though, that the devilish smirk is a nice look on her. "No." She says seriously.

I'm surprised by her refusal and start to regret not just going for it. I was trying to be considerate though. "Well alri-".

Before I can finish speaking, Emily cuts me off by quickly pulling my head down and pressing her mouth to mine. The kiss starts out soft, but she quickly deepens it slightly. I feel her tongue tease my lips and my body ignites. Just as I try to return the favor, she pulls away. She startles the crap out of me when she steps back a few steps before throwing her arm in the air and starting a weird little dance that consists of what I think might be the cabbage patch and some sort of convulsions.

"Yes! Ah ha! I win! Now I get to tell everybody how I had to make the first move!" Emily crows.

I can't even speak. I just stand there with my mouth open and gawk at her. Seriously? She turned our first kiss, my first kiss, into a competition. This girl, I swear. When she continues dancing around I can't help but chuckle.

"Schmoopy, you are insane, but I think I might just love that about you. So, I bow down to you in defeat." I bend slightly at the waist. "On that note, I'll be going now. Goodnight, love." I approach her swiftly and press a quick kiss to her lips before turning on my heels and heading to my truck. She continues dancing and just barely manages to yell out a goodnight to me between her laughter.

Before backing out, I take one more look at my mate. Emily is still where I left her, with a beautiful smile taking over her face. She gives me a small wave that I return. She is going to do her best to break me, I can tell. Yet, I can't deny, I am in love with this girl.

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