She takes the hint and backs up until they hit a wall, bare back flattening on the coolness of it. She hums softly, a hand holding his head against her, the other sliding fingers up and down the extent of his back.

"Your house, then?" They couldn't really go to where she lived - Derek was there, and she's about one hundred percent positive she's going to get a scolding for this later. A talk about wolf relationships and 'she's meant for someone else', whatever that means.