Page 11 of Falling for the Werewolf
“Dani,” Jace spoke quietly. He touched his finger to her chin, lifting her face to look at him. “The only reason I’m here is because I want to be.”
“That’s ... good.”
A slow smile spread across his face. “Yes,” he agreed. “That’s very good.”
He looked into her eyes for a while longer, watching the mesmerizing swirls of greens and blues. Her lips parted slightly in subtle invitation. All he had to do was lean down a little closer ...
She wouldn’t resist him. And, at that moment, there was absolutely nothing he wanted more, except maybe to makeherwanthimeven more. If she was who he thought she was, then once his wolf got a taste of her, he wouldn’t stop at just one kiss. However, Jace wanted to make sure he was not alone in that respect. He wanted her to think about exactly what their first kiss would feel like, to imagine it over and over in her head, like he had been doing since the first time he had seen her.
“I think the burgers are done,” he said, his voice husky with desire.
“Burgers,” she echoed dreamily. “Right. I’ll get the plates.”
Jace smiled to himself as she forced herself to turn away. So far, so good. He only hoped he had the strength to hold out.
