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He doesn’t look like a good guy. His pale golden gaze is narrowed and his head is up.
Saar groans. “Uh-oh. Something’s up and I think I know what it is.”
The little waitress comes out of the kitchen and stops to stare at the giant man. He easily tops six foot tall. Maybe six foot four.
He growls and his eyes light up like neon.
One of the other men in the room stalks over to the waitress that’s frozen in place to get his order and the wolf man stalks over and shoves him to the side. His nostrils flare and I snicker under my breath.
“Looks like another love match.”
“We’ll see,” Saar says. “Lobo has some baggage that might make it hard to be with him.”
He grunts something to her and she flushes and then stalks off, her back rigid.
“If some guy had told me to make sure another man didn’t touch me and get my ass back in the kitchen, I think I’d slap him.”
Saar grins wickedly. “I know. I’d have said bedroom not kitchen.”
I roll my eyes. “Not helping anything.”
“Not trying, dragon. Now. Wonder how long it will be before we get our food.”
As it turns out, not long. We were up next and when she delivered our platters of food, I saw the sheriff watching her, his eyes narrowed into pinpricks.
We pick up our utensils and I dig in, moaning in delight when the rich, creamy, cheesy sauce melts on my tongue.
“So good,” I groan.
Saar’s eyes glitter and he grits out between clenched teeth. “Please don’t do that again. I’d hate to go to jail for murder and if any other shifter hears that…I may kill them.”
Shaking my head, I dig into my food, enjoying it immensely without the sounds effects since I don’t want him to get into a fight over something so stupid.
We finish and order our dessert and my eyes light up when the waitress brings the bright red and soft cream ice cream. “That looks so good,” I moan.
Saar glares at me and growls under his breath but she grins at me, laughing. “It is so good. I had it yesterday when I came here for the first time.”
Saar’s plain chocolate ice cream is a pale contrast to mine and I smirk. “Maybe you should have picked something else?” I ask, dipping my spoon into it and letting the sweet goodness melt on my tongue, trying not to moan. My smile says it all though.
“So good.”
He grunts. “I don’t need fancy. Mine tastes just fine.”
We finish up and as we stand up one of the men touches the waitress’s arm and the sheriff jerks to attention like he just got shocked.
“Oh shit,” Saar mutters under his breath.
“What?” I turn my head, confused. The sheriff stands up and stalks over to Jemma, yanking her arm away from the other man and saying something low and dark under his breath. The other man pales and immediately apologizes to the girl, sweat curling on his brow.
He and his friends book it out of there so fast, you can almost see skid marks on the linoleum floor.
Jemma yanks her arm away from the sheriff and stalks off. “I don’t think she likes him.”
Saar grins. “Not all shifters get as lucky as we did.”
The sheriff is a wolf shifter and I smelled it on him immediately. He’s definitely an alpha. He reeks of it.
As she stalks off towards the kitchen, the ground shakes under us and she yelps, falling on her ass when the floor heaves. A crack starts under the linoleum tiles and extends all the way over to where we’re standing.
