Page 36 of Cowboy Wolf's Kiss

Hope filled me, and I bit my lip, knowing it was too soon to feel this way, but unable to help myself.

“When I met Max, I thought he was too good to be true.A handsome man like that interested in me.What were the odds?He’s so, well, everything, and I’m just me.”

Penelope shook her head, sending tousles of chestnut hair rippling across her shoulders.

“Um, what’s wrong with you?Have you seen yourself,” I said to her.

Penelope was about the prettiest woman I’d ever seen.All curves and big brown eyes.The woman had tits for days, for fuck’s sake.

“I mean, don’t get me wrong.I know we belong together now.He is my mate.And he gifted me with this Devil,” she murmured.

“Wait.Y-you’re one too?”I whispered, my eyes narrowing as I pulled on the metaphysical veil between worlds, gasping as I saw her other form.

“Oh shit.You are!”

The room grew silent as Penelope gaped at me.

“How did you do that?Oh my God, are you special too?”

“Well, I mean, I’m not like you.Not a Shifter or a Jersey Devil or anything.But my whole life I’ve been plagued with the sight,” I whispered, my own shame and embarrassment rising.

“Holy fuck, Jezebel, that is so cool!”Penelope blurted, clapping her hands.

“Um, no, it’s not actually.I mean, I see ghosts, Penny.And they aren’t all that nice.Plus, I get visions.Sometimes they are mild, and I am alone, so it’s not bad, but sometimes I’ll be doing something.Like standing in line at the grocery store.Then one hits me and it’s just, well, embarrassing to say the least,” I confessed,

“Girl, you are looking at this the wrong way.So, you knew what Emmet was before you two boinked?”

“Boinked?Seriously,” I asked, and she just shrugged.

“Um, no, not exactly.I kept seeing his Wolf like superimposed over his face like some bad photo editor.I didn’t know what it meant.”

“And now that you do?Now that you know he’s a Wolf Shifter?”

“I think Emmet is just amazing.Demon, too,” I whispered, and that same warm feeling I got every time I thought about him started filling me.

“Seriously, Jez, you are thinking about this all wrong.I mean, I wish I knew what Max was before he came in and completely upended my life.I mean, getting used to having a dual nature is hard.But I guess you’ve always had that, huh?Anyway, I still wouldn’t change a thing about it,” she replied with a knowing smile.

I nodded and thought about her words as she went about opening the pastry box, revealing a half a dozen amazing looking muffins.

“What are those?”I asked, leaning forward and sniffing all that deliciousness.

“Okay, these are some new flavors I have been working on,” she explained excitedly.“I got you two of each.So these areDevil’s Double Chocolate, made with the darkest and most sinful cocoa powder I can find that is responsibly sourced.These are Mocha Cocoa Swirl, the same as those with a thick dollop of mocha cream in the center and some concentrated espresso in the batter.And these are Cinnamon Chocolate Danger Zone.Those are pretty self-explanatory, but I do use this incredible Taza Chocolate, so the flavor profile mimics authentic Mexican hot chocolate, and I add rum to the mix.”

“Holy fuck, woman.Will you marry me?”I asked, only half teasing.

My mouth watered as I chose one of the muffins.She waited expectantly as I took my first bite, slapping my hand on the table as I chewed.

“Oh my God, Pen.These are fucking great,” I moaned and took another bite of the Cinnamon Chocolate Danger Zone muffin.

“Good, right?”She winked knowingly and took one for herself.

We sat there in comfortable silence, polishing away our muffins when she asked me a question.

“So, will you be moving in now?”

“What?”I asked, spitting chocolate crumbs as I choked a little.

“Oh, sorry.Here,” she said, standing and getting me a cup of water.

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