Her Werewolf Boyfriend

"Why not stay for the night, Mr. Parker?" offers Mr. Stanford as soon as he and his wife appear behind us. As far as I can see there is no one out of the twenty men with them.

"And besides, it's getting late already if you travel back to your apartment," added Mrs. Stanford. "We already know where you live, Mr. Parker. It will take you almost an hour when you get there."

"On top of that, you can't get any cab in this place this late, Melvin." to my surprise, Karen crosses her hands around my shoulder and leans her head. "After all, I chose you among the twenty men earlier."

I don't know if my heart and mind should be pleased by that unexpected announcement coming from Karen's mouth. She even breathes that out in front of Mr. and Mrs. Stanford, both of her parents.

But why me? My bank account barely had a thousand dollars. I don't have a huge mansion. I hailed a cab heading to their place because my family doesn't own Lamborghini, Ferarri, Mustang, or any expensive