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mating her.”
    “Do you?”
    “No, but I rushed into it. I should’ve waited until I got to know her better.”
    “Can’t argue that, but you have plenty of time to do so now.”
    “True, and I’m going to make sure I do it right this time.” He rubbed at the back of his neck. “And I don’t think she’s going to want to live with my parents or little brothers while we get to know each other.”
    “Doubt it.”
    He needed a house. Maybe a ring. He wanted to be married and have their union blessed under the light of the moon before they took their relationship to the next step. No way did he want to get her pregnant without the official documents that told the world she was his.
    He snagged his keys. “Look, I’ve got stuff to do for Jenna. I want her happy. So, tell me where I can find her.”
    “She lives in a blue trailer about a mile from my house. You can’t miss it. It’s the only one with a vegetable garden in the front yard.”
    Then he’d make sure their house had one. “Great. Talk to you later.”
    He ended the call and rushed to the door. He had a lot of planning ahead of him. No way did he want to mess up their second meeting. A woman like Jenna would only give him one chance to right his wrong.

Chapter Seven
    Sean had no trouble finding Jenna’s home a week later. While obviously old, the trailer appeared to be in good condition. A porch had been added to the front, and a freshly painted shed stood next to it. He scanned the garden, noting the types of vegetables she’d selected. Although too late in the summer to plant one, he could start reading up on them. He knew nothing about gardening, nor had he cared to learn. For Jenna, he’d figure it out. He’d do the grunt work. She could reap the benefits. Unless, of course, she enjoyed getting her hands dirty. Then they could work together. Actually, he liked that idea better. It would give them a chance to talk.
    A smile on his face, he pulled into her driveway and parked behind an older hatchback with a dent on the passenger side. Concern rushed over him. Had she been in an accident? He jumped from the car and hurried to her door. Before he got to the porch, Jenna stepped out with two large boxes stacked precariously in her arms.
    “Jenna?”
    She sucked in a rough breath, and the top box tumbled to the ground. The sound of smashing glass followed.
    “My china!” She shoved the first box into his hands and opened the one that had fallen. Her shoulders slumped. “Broken. I knew I should’ve taken the time to wrap them in newspaper.”
    He placed the box he held on the plastic chair next to the door. “It’s my fault. I startled you. I’m sorry.”
    She gave the ruined dishes one last glance, then pushed to her feet. “Well, I shouldn’t have been carrying so much, but I’m on a deadline. I need to be out of my house before sunset, and I can’t fit very many boxes in my car.” She motioned behind her. “Look at all the stuff I need to move yet, and it’s already after three.”
    Stacks of boxes and dozens of garbage bags filled the room behind her. He looked from them to her. “You’re moving?”
    She tucked her hair behind her ear and nodded. “Unfortunately. Michael found out about my mate bite and ordered me off our lands before nightfall.” She sighed. “I’ve made three trips already, but I’m never going to get everything out in time, and nobody is allowed to help me since I’m no longer a Tanner.”
    His mom hadn’t mentioned Jenna dropping stuff off at his old house, and he’d been at the new place all day. “Where did you take them?”
    “Ummm, my apartment.”
    “Your apartment?” A brick landed in his gut. “Aren’t you moving in with me?”
    She frowned. “No. Why would I?”
    “Because you’re my mate. That’s where you belong.”
    The icy indifference she’d worn for him the morning after they’d mated returned. She stared at him for a long moment, then cleared her throat. “Are you evoking