Page 119 of Ice Wolf
I grinned in response. “You look beautiful when you blush.”
That broke the magical spell and she tumbled off my lap, backing away. “You are terrible. How did you find me? I need to know.”
I pointed to my nose. “I didn’t hire a private investigator if that’s what you’re thinking. Your scent is painted on my skin and infused in my system, Lily.”
“How poetic. I’m serious. Did you have me tailed?”
“I’m serious too. You figured it out all along. Shifters have special attributes, although I’ve never wanted to explore mine too much. Some of it came easy like running and lifting cars and shit.”
“Lifting cars. As in you’ve done that?”
“Yeah, easy. I lifted a big Cougar with a hemi-block off a guy who got pinned underneath. They said I saved his life.”
Her taut little lips pursed and those sexy eyes of hers opened wide. “You did that. You saved a man’s life at risk to your own.”
“That’s what all decent people do. Right?”
“Weren’t you asked questions like how the hell did you do that? You could have exposed your true self at that moment.”
Shrugging, I honestly couldn’t remember. “Maybe, but who cares? A lot of people have a huge adrenaline rush when trying to save someone’s life. You’d do the same thing.”
“Maybe, except I can’t lift cars off people. Then again, maybe I can.” She looked away and it suddenly dawned on me why she’d visited her parents.
Had I pushed her too hard too fast? “What happened? You went to visit your parents. What did they tell you?”
“Yes, I did.” When she laughed again, the tone was definitely more maniacal. I prayed I wasn’t responsible for her losing her shit.
“You don’t need to tell me what happened if you don’t want to. I know I was an asshole last night. I didn’t mean to be. I also didn’t mean to scare you at all. I’m not a great guy, but I’m not into terrorizing women.”
She allowed me a quick glance of her gorgeous face. With her slight smile waning, I could tell she had the weight of the world on her shoulders. “You’re a great guy, Saint. You like hiding it, but you’d give the shirt off your back to a homeless man. You’ve set up charities and you have no issue saving a man’s life at the cost of your privacy and exposing who you are. You’re a great person in a world where it seems so few exist.”
Now she was painting me as someone I definitely wasn’t.
“Hey, thanks. First compliment you’ve given me.” I was trying to be funny, but the weight was pressing down on her.
“You know what’s crazy? I asked my parents whether I could be a shifter. Do you know what they said?”
I laughed, still trying to keep it light. “Should I ask or leave town by tonight?”
“They said yes. My great-great-grandfather was a pack leader. A powerful man with a heart.” She dragged her tongue across her bottom lip before bursting into laughter.
Her reaction had me laughing, which was close to disturbing. “Really?”
“Yes, I’m not kidding. They showed me a picture of him and everything. You should have seen his… Well, his…” She continued laughing, now doubling over.
“His dick?” I filled in and at this point, she was hyperventilating from hysteria.
She threw her head back, her long hair flying in the air keeping my attention. The current condition of my cock was getting very painful. When she held her hands apart by at least ten inches, I leaned forward.
“No!”
“Yes. Yes,” she moaned.
“Hey. Mine’s pretty big,” I boasted. “But you already know that.”
She punched me in the gut playfully. It dawned on me how much I enjoyed being around her.
As we both stopped laughing, the smile slipped from her face and she locked eyes with mine. “What am I going to do? I’m your mate. Mom and Dad have no issue with the possibility. I don’t understand any of this. I’m an intelligent, well-read, rationalperson, yet for some reason, I believe everything I’ve been told. Maybe I am out of my mind.”
