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“Fucking burner is fucking out.” He stabbed at the red mass in his pan. Without sparing me a glance, he continued. “Why are you still dressed like a damn polar bear? Get out of those wet clothes. You were standing in a snowbank for a good fifteen minutes or more.”
“Polar bears don’t need clothing, as they have fur.”
That he only growled made me laugh. And cautiously unwind my scarf.
While he continued to fiddle with the non-working stove, I cleared my throat. “You have a microwave. Just heat up the soup.” Cautiously, I stepped closer and peered at the gross stuff he kept trying to stir. “That is soup, right?”
“Yes. Tomato. I was going to make grilled cheese to go with it. Can’t now, because fucking burner is—”
“Fucking out,” I finished, surprised by how liberating it felt to curse. There weren’t any tip jars here.
No furnace either apparently, as it was nearly as cold inside as it had been out. Or else I’d caught a serious freaking chill.
“Look at you. Your teeth are chattering.” He turned to me and yanked off my fuzzy hat, causing the long hair I’d tucked underneath to come tumbling out. He gazed at it as if he was surprised I had hair at all, then managed to shake off his shock and tugged off my earmuffs too.
Sound rushed into my ears, including the uneven hiss of his breaths through his tightly clenched teeth.
I raised my gaze to his. He was staring at me in a way I wasn’t used to from men. When a girl grew up in a small town with three strapping, overprotective brothers, you got used to guys being too afraid to take their shot. As such, I’d grown accustomed to dating the safe, parental-friendly boys. I liked them. They were predictable. No serial killers in the bunch.
None of them made my blood heat the way this one was with merely a heavy-lidded look.
He gripped my hat and earmuffs in his hands, crumpling them. This close to him, without even the buffer of his clothes, he seemed even more huge. Tall, muscled, dangerous.
I didn’t know that kind of male. Had never wanted to.
Until now.
“Keep going,” I said softly, challenging myself as much as I was him. I gestured to the rest of my outerwear. “Lots more clothes to strip off me, Wolf.”
