sand just in front
of the patio by the pool entrance. He continued past her and before she realized what he
intended, he shifted. She glanced away even though it was obvious he didn’t care about
a little nudity. Out of the corner of her eye she watched him pull on a pair of pants then
sit on the blanket.
“Aren’t you going to change?” he asked.
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She crouched down on her stomach and stared at him. She didn’t even like it when
her sister watched her shift. It was such a personal thing and she completely
understood why so many werewolves didn’t care, but she was different than most. And
she wasn’t going to apologize for embracing her human side.
“Ah, I see.” He turned his back to her.
When he didn’t attempt to peek, she changed. He had to have known she’d shifted
form but he still didn’t turn around. As she neared the edge of the blanket she scooped
up his T-shirt and slipped it over her head. His earthy scent immediately enveloped her
like a cocoon.
“You can turn around now,” she said as she sat a couple feet away.
She sucked in a deep breath when he faced her. His chest and abs were sleek,
muscular lines of perfection. He was a lot leaner than the men of the Lazos pack. Where
they were bulkier, he was trim and completely ripped. What surprised her most were
the scars covering his chest. It took a lot to scar a werewolf, but it was apparent
someone or many “someones” had tried to kill him.
“You look good in my shirt,” he murmured.
The quiet words drew her gaze back to his face. “Then why do you look
disappointed?”
His shoulders lifted slightly. “I was hoping you’d be wearing nothing.”
She could feel her cheeks heat up, but she held his gaze. At least the man was
honest. Under the moonlight, his green eyes were darker, smokier. Almost midnight
black. “Did you ask me here so you could drill me with more questions about my
captivity?”
He shook his head. “No.”
One-word answer. Okay. Getting him to talk was going to be interesting. “Is this
your first time in Miami?”
“No.”
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Sighing, she stretched out next to him and propped up on one elbow as she faced
him. When she did, the shirt rode up dangerously high. “Are you going to keep giving
me one-word answers?”
The corners of his mouth quirked up slightly in what she assumed was his version
of a smile. “No.”
She rolled her eyes and lay on her back. The glittering stars scattered across the sky
seemed to be winking at her. “Fine. When you want to talk, I’m here.”
The blanket shifted as he moved closer. Her stomach flip-flopped when he
stretched out beside her. Supporting himself on one elbow, he stared down at her and
all she could think about was his very kissable lips. From what she’d seen of him, he
rarely smiled and definitely didn’t laugh, but when he’d kissed her before, she’d felt it
straight to her toes.
“Is something going on with you and Thomas Lazos?” he growled.
The unexpected question jerked her out of her thoughts. “What? No. Lord, no. Not
that he’s not attractive, but…no.” She bit her bottom lip to keep from rambling and
frowned at him. “Why?”
“I just wanted to make sure you weren’t taken.” His deep voice rolled over her like
warm honey. Smooth and sensuous, it stirred and heated her blood.
“Well, I’m not.” The words were barely a whisper.
“Good.” His neck muscles corded tightly and she knew he was restraining himself
from kissing her.
“Would you have invited me here if I was?” She didn’t know why she asked.
“Yes.” His answer was immediate.
When he moved closer, she pressed a hand against his chest. Underneath her
fingertips, his muscles clenched and tensed. “Can I ask you a question?”
He nodded, as if talking were too difficult.
“Has it really been…two decades for you?”
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“Yeah.” His voice was hoarse and scratchy,