Page 2 of Falling for the Werewolf
“Well,” she said with a soft laugh that tickled him somewhere deep in his gut, “I guess it’s safe to say I didn’t do you any damage.”
Jace’s grin widened. “No, I’d say you definitely got the worst of it. You sure you’re okay?”
“Yeah,” she said, smoothing down her dress in the back. “I have plenty of padding, though I don’t think I’ll be sitting comfortably anytime soon. Thanks for helping me grab my papers.”
“No problem.” A few seconds of seeing her on her hands and knees, followed by the full-frontal view he was getting now, was enough for Jace to form the opinion that she had just the perfect amount of “padding.” However, the gentlemanly part of him didn’t think it would be appropriate to point that out. At least, not until he had a chance to get a closer look and confirm it. He was nothing if not thorough.
The woman glanced quickly at her watch. “Oh man, I have to hurry.” There was that apologetic smile again, as if she would have enjoyed staying right where she was if she could. “Thanks again.”
She half-walked, half-ran away as Jace watched the skirt of her simple white sundress swirl around a curvy behind and extremely well-toned legs. His brain started functioning again about the same moment she rounded the next corner and disappeared from sight.
The sun disappeared behind the clouds, and the sidewalk where he stood suddenly seemed darker and colder than it had been only a few minutes earlier.
On a sudden impulse to chase, Jace jogged after her, but by the time he reached the corner, the bus was just pulling away. He caught the flash of blonde and the surprised look on her face when she spotted him as the bus drove past.
