Page 25 of Falling for the Werewolf
“Would she have known where to find you?”
Jace frowned. Tommy’s was a shifter bar, but not the kind of place Amanda would frequent. “Maybe.”
“Break it down for me.”
“Uh ... let’s see. I needed to blow off some steam, so I went to the trails and let my wolf take over. I ran for an hour or so, I guess. Then I drove up to Tommy’s, ordered a beer and a shot, and told him to keep them coming. It was during March Madness. I remember watching some of the Sweet Sixteen on the flat screen.” His expression grew darker. “Next thing I remember, I was waking up in the back of the truck with Amanda.”
Amos nodded, as if it was what he had expected. “Do you remember who bartended that night?”
“Yeah, it was Tommy, the owner. We were talking about our Harleys during the commercials. He got his about the same time I got mine.”
“Do you happen to have a picture of Amanda?”
Jace shook his head. “No. But I bet she has plenty of selfies on her social media accounts.”
Amos stood up. “Go grab a shower. You smell like coconuts, for shit’s sake. Then you and I are going to pay a visit to Tommy Saunders.”
“What are you thinking? That Amanda followed me up there and set me up?”
Amos’s face was grim. “That’s exactly what I think.”
* * *
Dani hummed to herself as she cleaned, the happiness bubbling inside spilling out. She polished, swept, and vacuumed with a grin on her face.
She felt bad about making her aunt worry. Bess couldn’t stay upset with her for long, though, once she saw how happy Dani was.
It was late afternoon when the doorbell rang. Bess was out back, planting more flowers around her new gazebo, while Dani was in the now sparkling kitchen, cutting up fresh fruit from the local farmer’s market for a salad.
Grabbing a towel to wipe the juice from her hands, she went to answer the door.
“Can I help you?” Dani asked.
The woman at the door wore a designer summer dress and had a matching wide brimmed hat, shoes, and bag. She was several inches taller than Dani with dark hair cut into a stylish pixie.
The visitor studied her for a minute before answering, “I am looking for Danielle Evans.” She spoke the name like it left a bad taste in her mouth.
“I’m Dani Evans.”
The woman reached up to push her designer sunglasses down her nose, making her eyes visible over the top.
If the lean, toned muscles hadn’t tipped Dani off, the predatory eyes would have. This woman was a shifter. But, unlike most of the preternaturals Dani had met, there was nothing warm or friendly about her. In fact, this woman had some of the coldest eyes Dani had ever seen.
However, that was no excuse to forget her manners.
“Please, won’t you come in?”
The woman took a few steps forward, while Dani closed the door behind her.
“Can I offer you some iced tea or something?”
The woman spun around as if she were walking a catwalk. “Let’s get right to it, shall we?” She gave a little smile, revealing sharp, white teeth. “Stay away from Jace Stevens.”
Dani blinked, all vestige of polite propriety evaporating quickly. “I beg your pardon?”
“Are you deaf, as well as stupid?”
What!“I’m sorry. You are ...?”
