Atlas sighed and closed his eyes, laying his head back on the couch. "Can we talk about that later?" he asked. "The werewolf thing can wait a bit. Can we talk about this first? I want to go on a date with you, Minerva. I wan to take you out and treat you right."
"Hell, I'd like to take you on tons of dates. I think about you all the time. I always want to be around you." He was on the verge of begging, but he couldn't help it. He wanted her.