She’s in a little pair of tight black shorts and a white tank top. No fucking bra. My eyes nearly pop out of their sockets.
Her hair is wet. She’s amped.
“I… I… uh…”
She’s flushed. She’s stammering, flustered.
“Can I park?” she asks.
I gesture ahead. She drives the rest of the way to the cabin, me following. And while I do, my gums are suddenly fucking aching nearly as much as my nuts. She steps out and grabs handfuls ofher wet hair at the sides of her head, looking distraught. She’s barefoot.
“What’s wrong?” I ask again when I get to her.
Not just that… Bailey’s scent is at least three times as strong as it was last night. What the fuck?
“I…” She shakes her head of wet hair. “Nothing’s… uh… wrong, exactly.”
“You sure?” I ask, eyeing her from her head down to bare red painted toes before my eyes nearly pop out of their sockets locking on her rock-hard nipples.
Fuck. My eyes are Superglued to them.
“I… I didn’t mean to drive here. I don’t know why I did. I just… I couldn’t relax and I couldn’t…”
It takes supernatural effort, but I tear my eyes away from her chest. She’s pressing her hand to her heart while she blows out a big breath. “Then I saw the moon and…”
She doesn’t finish the sentence. She gives her head a shake and points at the sky. “Why do you suppose it looks like that?”
“Don’t know. Just noticed myself. Come on in. I’ll get you a drink.”
I grab her hand and walk her inside.
Once the door is shut, she leans against it, biting her lip. Now her eyes are sizing me up. Her gaze stops and locks on my crotch, which has me reaching for the nearest wall to brace myself.
Fuck, her tits look incredible in that tank top. And hot damn, I’ll eventually have unrestricted access to them.
I back away slowly, fingers tingling, gums aching, my wolf restless under the surface. Beyond restless.
Yeah, if I want to make sure I don’t lose out on a chance to get my hands on the most perfect breasts in the world soon, I need to muster more from that well of self-control that’s gone bone fucking dry.
She says, “I’m not usually affected by the moon, but did you see it? And something’s happening in here.” She slaps her chest repeatedly while saying, “I felt so warm, so odd, like feverish but not…and I…” She swallows. “I took a cool shower, but then I found myself in my car driving here and I… like… I got here superfast. One second I’m pulling out of your driveway and then it was like…” She snaps her fingers then throws both hands up. “I’m already here.”
My phone dings the sound for the council group chat.
It dings again.
I don’t know how much time passes while we stare at one another.
Another ding.
Both our heads swivel to the kitchen table where the phone sits.
“Isn’t that the council group chat sound?” she asks.
Of course she knows what that sounds like on my phone. I make my feet move and lift my phone. And skimming the messages from Joel and Linc … it all makes sense.
“Feeling tingly and odd, how?” I ask.
She winces.