I should’ve been horrified, but I was actually kind of turned on. Between the smell of a mechanic shop and the muscles on the man, I was somehow still at ease.
“You wanted to know if werewolves are real,” Jones said.
“That doesn’t mean I want your dick in my face.”
He snorted. “You can’t shift in clothes, Jade.”
My name shouldn’t have sounded that good in his voice.
I was being ridiculous.
Illogical.
Insane.
Completely and utterly insane.
He pushed his pants down his thighs, and I finally lifted my attention to his face.
I hadn’t missed seeing his cock.
Definitely hadn’t missed it.
He was only partially erect, but hot damn, even at half-mast that thing was the biggest I’d ever seen.
My eyes met his, and his entire body went still.
He was gorgeous, in a wild, rugged way. His choppy, brown hair reminded me of a surfer’s, falling nearly to his chin at the longest parts. His skin was light and his face was chiseled, his blue eyes so bright, I couldn’t look away.
After a moment’s pause, the blue shifted completely.
And glowed a bright, electric red.
There was a rumbly sound that made me freeze. It had come from Jones, but it wasn’t a human sound.
Maybe it was even awolfsound.
Through gritted teeth, Jones managed to get out one word.
“Mate.”
“No,” I said immediately. Rapidly. Sort of panicky too.
His pants hit the floor in an instant, and I watched in scientific enthrallment—which definitely wasn’t a real term or thing—as Jones changed from human to wolf.
The transition was so smooth, it almost looked… dare I say… magical.
Shudder.
And then there was a wolf in front of me.
two
JADE
Wow.
Yeah.
