Trevor looked out at the lake as Hayley began making plans already. He walked over to the plank she was sitting on, and placed his leg on it, and rested his hand on his knee. "Dancer huh? I'll refrain from making the obvious stripper jokes. I'm classy like that." He smirked. "Look, it's not about another woman. Trust me, my dating life is pretty much non-existent. Too busy to go through that crap." He stated as he huffed more smoke out of his mouth. "It's just that, I don't know, I don't see why we have to get married to join the packs."
"We're the Alphas right? Can't be just be like 'Grr I'm a Alpha. We're gonna join those guys cause I said so'?" He asked, making his voice mockingly deep when he made the mock Alpha order. "Besides, don't you wanna choose who you marry? Don't you want to choose the guy who you'll spend the rest of your life with instead of your dad? Or girl, I'm not judging." He asked. He then realized that he was starting to joke around her again, like before. He then let out a big sigh. "Fine, whatever. If you want to spend the rest of your life with me then fine. Dad tried to raise us Irish Catholic remember? We're gluttens for punishment."