Page 40 of The Mating Need
“I’m not the mating kind,” Jennymuttered.
“You say that now, but in the end, you can’t fight your own instincts. Besides, Troy is cute. With his looks and his stamina, he’d be excellent in bed. Or maybe you already know that.” Samwinked.
A shiver raced down her spine of anticipation as she recalled Troy’s hungry look as he stared at her mouth. “Yep. He probablyis.”
Sam nodded. “Give him a chance, Jenny. Focus on Troy. He’ll help you control the magick you fear. I did the same with Darius. He’s myrock.”
“Why are you so nice tome?”
“Because you need nice. I sense it.” Sam went to the playpen and scooped Hunter into her arms. “And I sense we need you. A storm is coming. A big one, and we’ll need every bit of help we canget.”
She vanished into the house, leaving Jenny to ponder her ominouswarning.
