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“Dillon warned me that it isn’t safe to shift on the mountain here. The hunters are everywhere and there are a lot of trail cams posted, so that the hunters can try to find shifters. Dillon said that there have been several killed or have gone missing.”
“That is a shame,” Lucy said.
Lucy laid her hand out on the table, and Micah reached out and touched it. A warm, tingling sensation coursed through Lucy’s arm and into her chest. For a while, his touch had made her react in a way that she couldn’t explain.
“Anna and Belle will be happy,” he said, changing the subject. “I bought them some hoodies and a couple of other souvenirs from the area.”
“They will love that. I think that they live in hoodies, even in the dead of summer when the rest of us are dying from the heat.”
“I can never figure them out,” Micah said. “But then, they are female, and I’ve never been able to figure out any female.”
“That is what is so great about us. We are mysterious. Just when you think you have us figured out, we surprise you.”
“Actually, you are a little bit easier to figure out than other women,” Micah said, with his sexy grin almost making Lucy’s heart stop.
“Is that so?” Lucy asked, raising her eyebrows.
“Yes, it is,” Micah said. “You are stubborn and like to be in control of your own life. If someone tells you to jump, you lay down on the ground. If someone forbids you to do something, you go and do the opposite.”
Lucy smiled and rocked her head back and forth.
“That sounds a little bit like me,” Lucy said. “My grandfather always said that my mom raised me to be too independent and strong. Of course, his opinion about women is that they belong barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. I have no idea how my grandmother has dealt with him all these years and is still the sweet woman that she is.”
“Maybe it is the time she was raised in. Your mother doesn’t fit that mold.”
“No. She and my grandfather never got along. I always thought that he was just mad that he never had a son.”
“No offense, but I’ve always wondered how you and your dad got along so well. Your mom is sharp as a whip, but your dad seems like someone who would be like your grandfather.”
“He is, but somehow it works for them. Father loves Mom,” Lucy said.
“I think that my father loves my mother, too. She dotes on him, and he seems to eat that up. Once in a while, though, she puts her foot down and he listens to her,” Micah said.
“Anna and Belle are spitfires,” Lucy said.
“I know. They drive Father crazy.”
Lucy laughed.
“You know, I would never expect you to be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen,” Micah said, wiggling his eyebrows at her.
“That’s because you’ve tasted the food the couple of times that I’ve tried cooking. If it goes beyond scrambled eggs and toast, then it’s likely not edible,” Lucy said.
“I wonder if you would have any luck with those services that send all the ingredients with detailed instructions on how to prepare everything.”
Lucy shook her head in mock sadness.
“I can follow directions. I don’t know what it is. The stove and oven have a vendetta against me. I was a great disappointment to Mom every time I stepped foot in the kitchen. I did manage to learn how to work the coffee maker, though.”
“How are you working at the café?”
Lucy laughed and said, “Clara has everything prepared that is supposed to go in the oven. All I have to do is put it in the oven and take it out when the timer goes off. I’m not allowed to touch the grill.”
The waitress brought their food, and the two of them ate in silence. Sopapillas were Lucy’s favorite dessert, and Lucy moaned when she bit into hers.
Micah laughed at her and used a napkin to wipe the honey off of her chin.
“You are so adorable,” Micah said.
