Page 17 of Falling for the Werewolf
“I haven’t made out like that since I was a teenager.”
“But this was better, right?” Dani asked with a devilish grin.
“Infinitely,” he said. “Except ...”
“Except what?”
“Except then, I got lucky, too.”
Something flashed in her eyes, reminding him of lightning over the sea. Then Dani leaned across the seat and licked along his lips.
“And who’s to say you won’t get lucky this time?”
Jace groaned as his blood flow took a definite southerly direction. So intent was he on controlling his wolf that it took a moment before he realized Dani had gotten out of the car.
In two long strides, he was beside her, placing his hand possessively on her hip, walking her to the door. Then, right there in front of the diner, Jace pulled her into his arms for one more kiss.
It was the first time he had kissed her in public. He wasn’t sure how she would react, but in his mind, things had advanced enough that he wanted to make damn sure everyone knew that she was his.
Dani may have been a little surprised at first, but she didn’t shy away. On the contrary, she returned his kiss with one of her own that left no doubt that she was feeling the connection between them every bit as strongly as he was.
When she was safely inside, Jace whistled as he walked back to his car, his bottom lip still stinging from where she had nipped him playfully, the image of the scowling bear still in his mind. Oh yeah, Dani washis.
