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Maybe I was more bitter about that than I’d realized the day before.
Pushing that thought away, I washed my hair quickly. Rocco’s stuff would definitely make the platinum more than a little yellow, but I could deal. My shampoo was packed in one of the bags on the floor of my room, so I’d just let the purple shit I usually used sit on it for a little extra long the next time I washed it.
After I got out of the bath, I threw another one of Rocco’s shirts on, free-buffing it while I slipped into my room to organize shit. Those sweaty panties weren’t going anywhere near my clean butt.
Organizing the mess I’d made while packing took a lot longer than I expected. When my stomach started growling, Rocky started growling too, and I let him nudge me down to the kitchen.
I found some yogurt in the fridge, and some kind of breakfast casserole that smelled like biscuits and gravy and sausage. That smell reminded me too much of my childhood to resist it, even if it was of a questionable age.
Loading up a plateful, I popped it in the microwave and downed my yogurt quickly. It was strawberry, which wasn’t my favorite, but I did like the idea of Rocco sitting at a table, eating yogurt like he was just a normal person.
Considering he was pretty enough to pass as an actual god, thinking about him like a normal person made me feel slightly less intimidated by the fact that fate had paired us together.
And slightly more offended by the fact that he wasn’t attracted to me.
I ignored that though.
After I pounded my biscuits and gravy, I stepped out onto the porch with Rocky and watched while he trotted into the edge of the forest that was our backyard, disappearing behind some bushes.
I knew he was just doing his business away from my line of sight, which I appreciated.
There wasn’t a chair on the porch or anything, so I sat down on the steps, my gaze sliding over the scenery in front of me.
It really was beautiful, despite the monsters probably running around out of my line of sight.
Rocky was gone for longer than I expected, but when he returned, he was licking his lips. I realized that he’d probably hunted some poor small animal, and grimaced as I followed him back inside.
I kind of wished I could get the werewolf, instant-mate shit without the actual wolf shit.
But hey, maybe I could take a nap or something while my inner-wolf took over and pranced through the forest. And who could argue against a nap?
