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Finn drew himself closer, and I felt the same pleasant warmth envelop me. His hand slid between my thighs, and my extra-sensitive morning body moaned in all the right places.
My heart racing, I turned around and looked into his glowing eyes, then my lips reached for his chest and kissed their way up to his. Lying on his side, he ran his hand down my back, and his leg snuck between my legs, making every inch of my body stretch to his. He pushed his body into mine, and as he drew his face closer, my lips parted, welcoming the deep kiss.
* * *
“It’s almost seven,” he whispered, brushing my lower lip with his thumb. “I better go to my room before Clare storms in with a big club.”
“She might,” I chuckled. “So yes, I’ll let you go because I care about this body too much to let it be bruised.” I ran my hand over a mark on his upper arm that looked like a ring with an arrow shot through. “Finn, is this a scar?”
“You can say so.” He sighed. “It's a mark. The werewolves burned it into my arm when I was a kid. They don’t kill small kids, but they mark the hybrids so that every wolf or witch would recognize the outcast.”
Oh my God! They burn a mark into the kids’ skin?
“This is just—Wait, this means, that if they catch me, we will have the same—”
“No one is going to catch you. Besides, they do it to kids who haven't shifted yet, otherwise, it would have healed like any other injury. As the kids grow, the wound heals and becomes a scar, part of their skin, and when they become werewolves, it stays with them forever.”
He planted a kiss on my lips and got out of bed. He pulled his pants on, grabbed his shirt, and stopped next to the door, listening.
“She’s already in the kitchen.”
“How did you. . .” I sat up. “You can hear all the way downstairs?”
“She’s turning on the coffeemaker.” He came back to give me another kiss.
“Are you going to go for a run?”
“No.” His fingers dove into my hair, and his lips touched mine. “I’ll take a shower and go have coffee with your mom.”
“Good.”
After Finn left, I laid down again and stared at the ceiling. There was one thing that bothered me. That guy in town. What if he was the wolf? Shouldn’t I tell Finn about him? That I met him before, and that maybe it wasn’t a coincidence.
I heaved a sigh. No. That could wait.I was happy right now, and it looked like Finn was too. I didn’t want to ruin this perfect morning.
* * *
FINN
I took a quick shower, put some fresh clothes on, and headed downstairs. Passing by Spencer’s bedroom door, I caught myself smiling, and I barely stopped myself from opening it just to get a glimpse of her. She could’ve fallen asleep, and if she did, I didn’t want to wake her.
Clare wasn’t in the kitchen. I glanced out of the window and saw her sitting on the patio. I poured myself a cup of coffee and joined her.
“Morning,” I said, sinking into the cushion of the wicker chair.
“It’s so nice here, and so quiet.” She looked around, then fixed her eyes on the cup in her hands, and with a knowing smile, asked, “Is she awake too?”
I nearly choked on my coffee.
“I don’t know,” I said quickly.
“Don’t you?” She took a sip from her cup, then turned her eyes on me. “How hard is it to see if the eyes of the person lying next to you are open or closed?”
“Clare.” I nervously rubbed my fingers against my forehead. “I’m sorry. I—”
“You don’t need to apologize. I’m only thirty-seven. I remember how it feels. And I know she missed you after you left.”
“I missed her too.” My voice was quiet but firm. “And I think you must know by now that I would never do anything to hurt her.”
