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“No, but I will ensure that you are so itchy, nauseated, and pustulated that bruised shins will be the least of your problems. Don’t doubt that I have the skills necessary to do it.”
“Pustulated?”
“Don’t make me get the medical textbooks. The illustrations will make you cry.”
He shuddered. “I’ll take your word for it. I’m so glad you’re here,” he breathed into my neck. “I was so scared you wouldn’t come back.”
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I’m sorry I didn’t trust you.”
He shrugged, jostling me a little as my feet barely scraped against the snow. “I can’t blame you. I can’t imagine how it must have felt to see that stupid e-mail. I’m sorry I wasn’t up-front with you.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t call you, but I was afraid you wouldn’t answer.”
“I’m sorry I left you. I should have stayed and worked things out.”
“I’m sorry I called you all those horrible names.”
“You didn’t call me that many names.”
“In my head, I did,” I admitted. “A lot. Really bad ones.”
“So we’ve established that you’re both sorry,” Maggie said, shaking her head as she crossed the street with Samson, her unofficial second-in-command.
“What is it about human women that turns the men of this family into complete idiots?” Samson asked. “Idiots who will phase in broad daylight in the middle of the street, where any human visitor could spot them, just so they can hug their mate?”
Caleb gave Maggie a sheepish look. Or at least, as sheepish as a werewolf can pull off.
“So, back for good?” Maggie asked Caleb, although I wasn’t sure which of us she meant.
“We both are,” Caleb agreed, then turned his attention to me. “Though there are going to be a few things you’re going to need to do for us to make this work.”
“Like dirty, sexy things?” I offered hopefully.
“Like filing a restraining order and reopening your divorce case.”
“That is neither dirty nor sexy.”
“I plan on marrying you, Dr. Campbell. And I don’t plan on getting arrested for bigamy. Besides, you can’t let him chase you for the rest of your days. You have to make a stand sometime.”
“He’ll take one look at the information on the paperwork, and he’ll be able to find me,” I said.
“There are steps that we can take, legal and not so legal, to prevent him from finding you. And even if he does, I’ll be right here with you. Not to mention a pack of giant werewolves who are pretty darn fond of you.” When I frowned, he added, “He won’t be able to hurt you, Rabbit. I promise you. You’re not alone anymore.”
I looked up into his big brown eyes. And I knew that he meant it. I cast a glance over his shoulder to Maggie, who nodded. “OK. I’ll do it. I’ll file the papers.”
“Thank God. Now, would you two please calm your dramatic asses down and go inside? People are starting to stare.”
“Maggie likes me,” I told him. “I’ve really grown on her.”
“Have not!” Maggie called over her shoulder as she and Samson headed back to the community center.
The other wolves nudged us as they passed, pausing to press their cold, wet noses to my hand in greeting. They trotted off to their homes, careful to phase only after someone let them inside.
Caleb grinned at me. “Let’s get you into the house. You have bags to unpack.”
He hitched me over his shoulder, and I nearly came face-to-cheek with his bare butt. I yelped, bracing myself against his back to avoid impact. He picked up my bags with his other hand and carried me up the steps. I had only one question left to ask. “How are you not cold right now?”
Our routine changed.
