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“I like to hear it, though.” Opal leaned a little closer.
“Well, that means I made it to day two.”
“Mmm … that is amazing.”
Benton rolled his eyes. “Now, who's the cheese master?”
Opal laughed and then turned her attention to the outdoors. The sun was setting through the trees. They were beginning to look like shadow puppets whirling through the pinks, reds, and oranges as day made its way into the night.
Benton cleared his throat and scooted in his seat a little. Opal could sense his nervousness. She cocked her head and waited for him to say what was on his mind.
“Did Gerri tell you about mates?”
A larger smile broke across Opal’s face. “Yes, I know we are fated together.”
Her tiger purred in response.
“Ah, good. Good.” Benton rubbed his hands together. “What do you think about that?”
Opal reached across the table and held her hand out. Benton placed his into hers, and their fingers laced together. Her shift side jolted at the mere feeling of him.
“I’m really happy I met you,” Opal said.
“Good.” Benton met her gaze. “Me too.”
EIGHT
BENTON
“Thank you for coming with me.” Opal ran her fingers over Benton’s hand.
The spark in her ocean-colored eyes was only for Benton. He knew it because he felt the same thing. Solid. Whole. Complete. Where the thought should have scared him, his tiger lazily batted the fear away.
Benton wanted to bask in the rays of this new sensation, even if it was just for a bit.
They went through the rest of the train ride, eating delicious food, having delicious conversations, and drinking delicious wine.
When it was over, Benton put his arm around Opal’s waist. He pulled her close and molded her body to his. To his delight, she wrapped her arms around him, sending shots of heat ping-ponging through him.
At the car, Benton walked her to the driver’s side door. He did his best to reel in the desire for Opal rushing through him. He was sure he failed miserably as he pressed himself up against her.
He pinned her to the car and brushed her cheek with his fingers.
Opal closed her eyes.
Benton could almost see the electricity lingering over her skin.
“I can’t seem to keep my hands to myself.” Benton nuzzled into Opal’s neck. She leaned against his lips.
“I don’t mind.” She ran her hand over his chest and under his jacket.
Benton pulled away with a smile. “Good.”
Opal unlocked the door, and he opened it for her. She slid in and bit her lip as he closed it. Benton enjoyed seeing her like that.
He wondered what it would be like if she bit him a little.
A shudder at the thought caused him to shake himself off. He swallowed and walked around the car.
