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I burst out laughing, because I can’t not. “Forty-eight hours?”
“Can you imagine?” she asks, laughing with me.
“We probably picked a bad location to try this out.”
“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” she says, smiling.
“Yeah. If you can reach the glove box, there are snacks. We’d survive forty-eight hours.”
She laughs. “No. I meant there’s no way it’ll take that long.”
“I know,” I tell her, smiling. “I love you, Amanda.”
Her gaze softens and she kisses me on the lips. “I love you, too, Parker.”
Chapter twenty-one
Amanda
Ifeelitthemoment the blessing is fulfilled, after Parker makes me squeeze his knot tight.
It’s close to ten minutes before Parker’s knot swells down afterward. Our wolves have been sated. They go back under, taking the glow of their enhanced vision, and the primal desires of their basest urges with them.
The sweetest sense of calm settles over me as I move off Parker’s lap.
I take my time getting dressed, not giving a crap that I’m naked in the car in broad daylight.
The most magical thing just happened between us, and nothing is going to steal the smile from my lips now. A soft sigh escapes me as I rest back in my seat, buttoning the dress from the bottom up.
“Thank Apollo I’m normal,” Parker jokes as he pulls his pants back up.
“Yeah,” I tell him. “As much as I loved that, I would not want to spend forty-eight hours in that position inside this car.”
“That doesn’t sound too fun,” he admits, “Although I think we could find ways to make the most of it.”
“I’m just glad we didn’t have to,” I tell him, as I do up the last of my buttons and turn to face him.
“Me too.” He leans over and kisses me softly on the lips.
He has that vaguely pensive look again when he moves back.
“Are you still thinking you want to go to the concert?” he asks, making me wonder if it’s too hard for him to go back to Nightshade.
I don’t want to miss the concert if we can still make it, but I’m worried about how he’s feeling about his father and everything he just told me about his past.
“Is it really okay for you to go into the city?” I ask him, giving him an out if he needs it.
“It’s really okay,” he tells me. “I was just checking if you can still walk. I don’t know if you noticed but those tickets are standing room only.”
I smile at him as I slip into my sandals. “Sorry to disappoint you, but my legs are fully functioning. You’ll just have to knot me for longer next time.”
“Damn,” he jokes, as he finishes buttoning his shirt back up.
A few minutes later, we’re back on the road.
I rub my hand over my stomach as I gaze out of the window.
He puts the music back on and I sing along a little on the way to the city.
