Page 12 of My Date is a Polymorph
She smiled.“Are you sure?I mean, really sure?”She sighed.“I have PTSD.I wake up screaming some nights.I have to go for medical checks to make sure that the scars are staying shut.I am expensive to maintain.”
Worro smiled.“I don’t care.If something happens, I want you protected.I have a bit of money put aside.It would be enough to keep you and any children that we have quite comfortable.”
She snorted.“Alpha obsession.Making little alphas.”
“And omegas, and betas to keep everyone stable.”Worro smiled.“How many kids do you want?”
“I would like to start with one and see how that goes.”
He grinned.“So, what are you going to wear to the wedding?”
“Oh.Wow.I hadn’t thought about that.Shoot.I am guessing that it will be a grey cocktail dress.”
He raised his brows.“Grey?”
“It’s all I have.I haven’t exactly been partying in the last few years.”She swallowed.“This is stupid.Forget it.I don’t even have something pretty to stand next to you.”
He pulled her against him, and she fought him.She went through a dozen forms, and her clothing was torn and ragged when she rested against him.His hands slid through the tears in the fabric, and he paused.“You have scars.”
She wiped her cheeks.“Yeah.I tried to have the facial ones removed and focused my shape shifting there.”
“You said...”
“I lied.I am still all jacked up.Covered with damage.Do you know how hard it is when you wear the marks of your attack and see them every single day?It puts me back there, every time.”She sighed.“I didn’t want you feeling bad about it.”
Worro stroked her back and gently traced the marks.He didn’t ask her to shift them away.
He asked softly, “Can we go dress shopping tomorrow at lunch and have our wedding the day after?I will get the license and meet you at Z-Corp for lunch.I want you to stand next to me, feeling as beautiful as you are.”
“That sounds sweet.”
“I thought so.I practiced it in my head.”
She laughed and leaned up to kiss him.“Well, with that in mind, I am going to head home.I need to get to bed and get some sleep.Neither of those objectives will be met if I am with you.”
“The first might.The second, definitely not.”
She chuckled.“I am heading out.If you actually are coming in tomorrow, remind me so I don’t grab lunch in the commissary.”
He nodded.“I will be there.”
Keera leaned in and kissed him softly.“Don’t be late.”
She eased away from him and made her way to the front door, slipping on her shoes.
Worro walked up next to her and watched.“Stay.”
“Nope.I have to go home and explain this rock to my family, and then I need to see if I haveanythingthat passes for feminine in my closet.Analysts are allowed to wear office casual.I haven’t bought anything pretty in years.”
“What happened to that sparkly blue dress that you wore on our third date?”
“Um, I tore it up after they deleted me from you.It hurt too much.”
Understanding lit his eyes.“Oh, damn.You torched all your date clothes.”
“Yeah.Well, I shredded them with my wolf, and then my mom threw them out.”She bit her lip.“Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry.Fresh start.”
