Page 8 of Dancer's Heart


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“Well, that seals it, then. You’re perfect.”

His wolf pranced in his head. “I think you’re the perfect one, Dani. Beautiful, sexy, and you taste like sugar and peppermint.”

Her cheeks pinked. “Thank you for breakfast, Adam.”

As they ate, she told him about her journey with her brother. “We’d only been on the road for two days, but it felt like a lot longer. Row only wanted to camp. I couldn’t get him to agree to a hotel.”

“Not much for camping?”

“I don’t mind some aspects of camping, but in the snow? Not so much. I would go stay in a cabin, or go camping in the summer or the fall, but not tent-camping in the winter. It’s just too cold. Even with our extra warm sleeping bags and a heater, I still had to sleep in all my clothes, and I couldn’t get comfortable. You’re not a camper, are you?”

He laughed. “No, sweetheart, I promise.”

She let out an exaggerated sigh of relief. “Good. Anyway, we stopped in town and Row suggested we go for a run in our shifted forms. When we parked near the woods, we could hear the wolves howling. Row said we couldn’t shift, and that’s when I…guess I felt you. I knew I had to get into the woods, but I wasn’t really sure why. It wasn’t until I saw you that I knew we were mates.”

“I felt the same way. I was following your scent, but I didn’t understand exactly what I was following until I saw you.”

“It’s pretty cool that we found each other like we did. To think, we could have driven right by this town and you and I might never have met.” She shivered.

“Fate’s a funny thing, but I’m really thankful it was on our side last night.”

“Me too.”

After breakfast, Adam took care of the dishes, and was thrilled to find that Dani was just as anxious to get back to bed as he was. As they reveled in their time together, he was amazed at how freeing it was to have found his truemate. He’d worried about his scars ever since he’d gotten old enough to be interested in females. Although he’d had sex over the years with pack females, he’d known that what they shared together was fleeting. It was about the good feelings that accompanied sex, the quick rush of pleasure that followed a climax, and the way it felt so good to fuck before hunting. He’d known with absolute certainty that what he’d experienced then hadn’t been a shadow of what love was like. Even though he’d known Dani less than a day, he couldn’t imagine his life without her in it. He was already falling for her. She was perfect. She was his.

“I’m sticky,” she said, her voice rough and a humorous glimmer in her eyes.

Scooping her up into his arms, he slid from the bed and said, “Sorry, sweetheart.”

She nuzzled his throat. “It’s not a bad thing, necessarily, but if we’re going to take a nap, I don’t want to sleep on the wet spot.”

He chuckled. “I’ll change the sheets while you shower.”

She clucked her tongue. “You do laundry, too? Now I know you’re too good to be true.”

“My dad didn’t really do much in the way of housework. I had to learn how to take care of myself, because he was more interested in seeing the bottom of a bottle than making sure I had clean clothes or food to eat. I moved out as soon as I turned eighteen, but I feel like I’ve been on my own for a lot longer than that because of his behavior.”

He put her down in the bathroom and turned on the shower. She wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed the space between his shoulders. Her warm breath skirted over his skin, and he rested his hands on top of hers. “I know it probably sounds childish, but I hate your dad. I hate that he didn’t act like a proper father and didn’t take care of you. I hate that you know how to do laundry because you had to fend for yourself.”

He closed his eyes against a swell of emotion. He’d hated his dad for years, too, until he’d realized that actively hating him took a lot of effort and didn’t allow him to move on. That Dani was angry on his behalf for things that had happened well before they’d known each other made him grateful for his mate’s tender heart.

He turned in her arms and cupped her face. “I promise to be a good father to our kids. My dad’s footsteps are ones I never want to follow in.”

“I never doubted that for a second,” she said.

Pushing the shower curtain aside, he held Dani’s hand while she stepped into the tub and turned her back to the spray. She didn’t let go of his hand, tugging until he joined her. “If we shower together, we’re going to get distracted.”

“I know,” she said, wiggling her brows. Her warm, wet hands closed around his erection, and he tugged the shower curtain closed and cupped her face.

“Mine.”

* * *

Adam couldn’t get enough of Dani; she was addictive. They’d made love in the shower until the water chilled, and then they’d been drying off and heating each other up when he heard his truck pull up outside of the house.

“Yay, I’ll have clothes!” Dani said.

“Stay here, I’ll get your things,” Adam said, kissing her swiftly and moving out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He dressed in a pair of jeans and walked to the front door, unlocking it and tugging it open. He blinked at the bright sunshine.

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