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She was grateful beyond words that instead of letting go of her completely, he kept his big warrior hands, calloused from wolf-battle, settled gently on her hips.
From a pocket in her tunic, and careful not to disturb his hands, she withdrew a tissue. Her work with her clients had taught her to keep a small stock on hand. Emotions could run high when the future interacted with the present.
She wiped her face and blew her nose, then met his gaze. Sniffing, she asked, “So how red is it?” She tilted her chin up to give him a good look
“More than a pink rose, less than a tomato.”
His response made her smile and she chuckled. There it was again, that she liked this damned wolf.
“I take it that’s a ‘no’ for Cape Town?”
Her lips parted. Was it a no? She even wondered if, in Five Bridges’ fashion, Aaron himself had had a hand in the idea. Maybe he was nearby? Ghosts often visited, like Grant’s wife.
In six years, though, she’d never heard a whisper from Aaron.
Now that the initial shock had passed, she considered the suggestion. It took only a few seconds to decide. “Actually, I want to go. The vision that came to you took me by surprise, that’s all. You say you’ve been there?”
“With Renee. Lots of beaches. Good water. She surfed. I watched, played the tourist, enjoyed seeing the galaxy at night from a completely different angle than here in Phoenix.”
“I remember hearing somewhere that you taught astronomy to high school kids.”
“I taught science and threw in as much astronomy as I could.”
“It’s a love of yours.”
“It is.”
“You didn’t surf?” At that she pulled away enough to see his face better. But he still kept his hands on her hips and she wanted them to stay there.
He shook his head. “Not even a little. That was all Renee. I didn’t look like this back then. I was lean and spent more time on the roof with my telescope.”
“Were you this tall?”
“Only six-two.” His smile broadened. “I could gain some muscle strength, but bulking up? It wasn’t in the genes.”
“We’re all different here. My eyes were grayer, and my hair didn’t float. There. I’ve said it aloud. My alter hair is different in Five Bridges.”
He took hold of a long lock of her hair, lifted it up and said. “I like your hair.”
Compliments were the last thing she’d expected from a wolf. She had supposed his kind was like the name of his territory, savages in every respect. But there wasn’t anything savage about Grant’s spirit. Oh, shit, she really did like him. A lot.
Time slowed and for a moment she was struck by how he looked. He was a truly handsome man with strong, even features, an angled jaw and pronounced, almost ridged cheekbones.
His brows were thick and angled away from his eyes giving him an intense expression. He wore his hair in a long braid, straight down his back that reached his waist. His blond hair on top coupled with a light brown beneath, gave his braid a multi-shaded effect.
Like her own hair, his had a curl thoug
h in parts it was only a wave. Tendrils had escaped the braid near his face. The whole effect, coupled with his gold-green eyes and their unique shards of brown, gave him his usual god-like appearance.
Davis Grant was a hunk-and-a-half. The female wolves of his pack had to be in heat one second to the next just looking at him.
“I’m smelling lemonade with mint again.”
“You can ignore it. You’re handsome and built. What else am I going to feel?”
He shifted one of his hands to catch the tender, underneath side of her arm. “So, you’re okay? I was worried.”
She could smile now, though she couldn’t quite ignore the ache in her heart. “I am.”
