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calling her a cock tease.
    She shook her head as she realised that she'd subconsciously followed Jaryn and was now sitting outside the cabin with the car running. She disengaged the engine and grabbed her overnight bag from the back seat.
    "You okay?” Jaryn asked as Nicole slowly walked up to him.
    "I'm fine. Must be more tired than I thought."
    "Then let's get you inside. I have several things to do this morning and afternoon then tonight I'll take you to dinner. How does six o'clock sound?"
    "That's fine.” Nicole looked at the door to the cabin with longing, eagerly anticipating what she hoped would be a soft mattress and fluffy pillows.
    The little log cabin was charming. There was a small patio sheltered by a wooden overhang. A window, cheerfully decorated by a flower box with some small sunflowers, sat to the left of the door. Jaryn inserted the key and pushed open the door. He came to a dead stop a few feet inside and started laughing. Nicole tried to peer around his body to see what was so funny. When she couldn't see anything, she poked him in the back.
    "What is so funny?"
    Jaryn stepped aside and guided Nicole into the cabin. “Look around."
    Nicole didn't see anything obvious. The interior of the cabin was the same pine panelling as the office. There was a lovely queen-sized bed with an antique white quilt, creamy yellow curtains in the windows, and a small love seat in front of a real wood-burning stove. A small but functional galley-style kitchen sat against the back wall. Nicole wasn't sure, but it looked as though there wasn't a single smart appliance anywhere. It was as though she'd stepped back in time and was greeted by a romantic getaway designed thirty years ago.
    Not catching the joke, she looked up at Jaryn. “What? It looks nice."
    "It's the honeymoon suite,” he whispered in Nicole's ear.
    She spun around to scan the room again. Nothing overtly screamed honeymoon.
    "How do you know?"
    "Because this is shabby chic, and all the rest of the cabins have a more distinctive mountain wilderness flair."
    Nicole almost burst out laughing. Hearing those words come out of the big Alpha male's mouth seemed so out of character, not to mention the way he'd said them with complete confidence. “And you know about interior design how?"
    Jaryn leaned against the wall and shoved his hands into his jeans pockets. “In addition to being pack Alpha, I also happen to be an architect. So, I frequently work with interior designers. You learn things,” he said with a shrug.
    "Architect? Really? That's...well, pretty cool actually.” She took a couple of steps towards Jaryn and let a little giggle escape. “So you're saying that had Landon given me one of the other cabins, I would be greeted by a singing bass?"
    "Not quite, but you would definitely encounter a much more rustic western atmosphere with lots of cast iron and horseshoes."
    She looked up and was mesmerised by the smile that transformed Jaryn's face. His strong features softened and laugh lines appeared at the corners of his silver eyes. “He did this on purpose, didn't he?"
    "Landon?” Jaryn asked.
    "Yeah."
    "Probably. He was trying to show you respect as the mate of his Alpha. Plus the kid's a softie."
    Nicole let out a breath and a little smile kicked up the corners of her mouth. It was sweet, if not a touch presumptuous. She eyed the inviting bed. It was elegant-looking, like it belonged to some Victorian-era Parisian aristocrat who'd escaped to the country. But she couldn't picture her and Jaryn rolling around on those sheets locked in a passionate battle. She heard Jaryn shut the cabin door then sensed his presence behind her. He placed his warm hands on her shoulders. He gave a tender squeeze then slid his touch down her arms to gather her in and embrace her from behind. As he placed another one of those soft kisses on her skin, his lips grazing the side of her neck, a shiver raced across her body.
    "Let's get you tucked in bed.” He walked over