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I snorted. “Sounds like a great way to ensure we take things slow.”

“That’s exactly what I was thinking.”

I rolled my eyes, but couldn’t bite my smile back completely as I gestured for Ford to turn around.

My soaked towel went over the back of Teagan’s old desk chair, and I dried off quickly with the other one while trying hard not to watch Ford while he was stripping again.

It didn’t work.

I noticed.

Definitely, definitely noticed.

Dressed safely in a clean pair of sweats and a baggy t-shirt that couldn’t have flattered a damned model’s figure, I finally told Ford he could turn around and handed him the towel.

Instead of using it, he tossed it to the floor and stepped on it, trying to dry the carpet.

That was probably a good call; it was soaked.

And he was naked.

Very, very naked.

And his only other pants were a pair of jeans.

Yikes.

“I can sleep in my wolf form,” Ford told me, flashing me a grin. “Don’t worry.”

“I’m not worried,” I lied.

I was totally worried.

The last time he’d shifted from wolf to human, I’d totally jumped him. Why would this time be any different?

I guess maybe I’d be ready for it, this time.

Besides that… sleeping in a bed with him would make things feel pretty damn serious. Probably more serious than I was ready for. I’d only spent the entire night with Reed a handful of times, and only after the rare round of sex when I’d actually orgasmed.

Looking back, Reed had treated me pretty shittily.

Why hadn’t I realized that earlier?

I guess the fact that I wasn’t alone had seemed to outweigh the fact that I deserved better. And deserving better was subjective, while not being alone was clearly defined.

Things did already feel serious between Reed and I, in a way, but they also still felt new and pretty surreal. I wasn’t sure how long it would take for me to be certain that Ford wanted me for something other than the wolf-mate connection, but we were definitely already attracted to each other.

Attraction wouldn’t last forever, though. At least not to the level I was feeling it in that moment. And when the attraction faded, we needed to have a real relationship developed. If we were really, permanently mates, there had to be more to our relationship than just sex.

Even if it was really, really good sex.

A relationship needed… friendship.

Laughter.

Inside jokes.

“Is this permanent for you?” I blurted, suddenly feeling overwhelmed by the thought that he might change his mind when the mating stage thing was over.

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