Page 99 of Ice Rebel

Her casual attitude about my DNA was disarming, but in the best way. “Maybe if you’re a very good girl, I’ll show you one day.”

She was serious. I could tell by the look in her eyes. “I’d really like that.”

“Noted.”

The quiet moment settling between us wasn’t awkward, just reflective. I liked this side of our relationship. We didn’t need to talk to be able to communicate. “Stronger. Faster. Keen senses. Right?”

I nodded. “Which we are not allowed to use in sports.”

“Do you ever cheat?”

“Only when I’m angry.”

“Ah, why the critics are so against shifters in sports.”

“And everything else.”

“You can’t live your life worrying about the critics, other than your hockey coaches.” She brought her glass of wine to her lips and it was impossible to keep my eyes off her.

Every twitch of my dick brought me closer to fucking her once again like a wild animal. Forget shifting. I was a beast through and through.

“Then I’ll throw the same thing back at you. You can’t worry about your father or your brother. Only worry about what the girl inside wants.” I pressed my finger against her heart and I could swear no one had ever said that to her before.

“No fair.”

“All is fair in love and war, Clementine.”

“Well,” she purred as she pulled her fingers away. “We are trending again.”

“Oh, yeah?” The subject about her family was harder on her that she wanted to admit. I’d caught just some of that in Jagger. What the hell was wrong with their father?

“Uh-huh. Even more speculation we’re married.”

“Well, we did tell everyone we were.”

“Yes, we did.”

She didn’t seem as negatively affected as before. “Well, it wouldn’t be such a bad thing. Would it?”

While I allowed her to curl her fingers, I was leaning in so I could continue inhaling her scent. Now all I wanted to do was paint my skin with it. “Cart before the horse, Roy boy.”

“You’re no fun.”

“I’m a lot of fun.”

“Maybe you need to prove it.”

“Oh, really?”

I nodded, lifting my eyebrows in a furrowed arch. “Oh, yeah, Clementine.”

She shifted her gaze while chewing on her lower lip. When she stood, I took a deep breath because knowing her, I could expect anything. Although when she walked away, my wolf was pushing me to keep from allowing her to escape.

Her sudden stop a few steps later was followed by another toss of her long hair. “I think it’s time Roy and Clementine stepped aside, allowing Cole and Chelsea to test their connection. Are you coming?”

“Not yet. But I plan on it.”

With a huff, she headed to the bathroom. I remained right where I was, keeping a watchful eye on the fire as I threw back the rest of my drink. I’d seen and sometimes laughed at the way Ford and Beck had acted after meeting their spouses. They’d become crazed and I’d enjoyed watching two grown men who’d always been such arrogant bastards coming unraveled. Over chicks. Okay, hot chicks, but still.