“What does that make you?” she asked.
“I’m the protector. I keep everyone safe. And Sigh is the caretaker, he makes sure everyone is fed, among other things. We all have parts to play in the pack, but we’re small so we don’t have to deal with a lot of hierarchy issues that other packs do.” He paused, then said, “Do you know a lot about shifters?”
“Not much at all, actually.”
She pressed her hands together, more to keep herself from grabbing hold of him than out of nerves. Because she wasn’t the least bit nervous right now, she was tingling from the inside out and wanting a few more of his addictive kisses.
They faced each other on the couch, close but not touching, and he talked about being a wolf, and how even when he was in his shift, he was still in control. The wolf was a part of him, but didn’t run his life.
She was listening. Honest. But holy crap he smelled good.
Why was she so attracted to him? She’d seen good looking guys before, but she’d never wanted to climb one like a tree.
Trick stopped talking mid-sentence.
“What?” she asked.
“You stopped listening to me.”
“I did not.”
“Yeah, you did. And you’re blushing.”
She touched her cheeks and felt them warm even more. “I was listening, I swear. You were talking about your wolf.”
“Uh huh.”
“And being in control.”
He moved a little closer to her, and she swallowed hard. “I was.”
She wished she could physically calm her flying pulse.
“Stop,” she said.
“Stop what?”
“Sitting there smelling like midnight and bad choices.”
His eyes darkened, summer sky blue to navy, edged with amber. And that midnight scent? It went even deeper, like starlight and moonlight and the air after a storm.
She found herself leaning forward, wondering why they were just talking and not kissing. “What are you waiting for?”
“For you to decide what you want. Because I’m not a bad decision, Cassidy. I promise.”
He was giving her a chance to walk away, but she absolutely didn’t want to.
Her gaze dropped to his lips.
Then back to his navy-blue-amber eyes.
“I want another kiss. I want everything, Trick.”
“Then come here, beautiful.”
She didn’t even think. Her mind had gone buzzy the closer he’d gotten to her. From one minute to the next, she foundherself in his lap, her knees bracketing his thighs as her hands slid into his thick, soft hair and his arms slipped around her.
He growled softly, the sound a rumble in his chest that she could feel against her belly, as she stared into his eyes and made the next move.
