*Frannie*
I jerk back from the small opening I have been peering through. Damnation, I’m fairly certain he had spotted me spying on him because I feel his gaze as though he is standing on the balcony with me, trailing his finger along my throat.
Tonight he certainly looks sharp in his dark green jacket, black waistcoat, and soft gray trousers. Has he spent his evening in the company of a she-wolf before coming here? I don’t like thinking of him being with someone other than me, which is rather silly on my part.
He is an Alpha. Eventually, he will marry someone other than me. All he wants from me is one night. I have little doubt it would be a night filled with charming words, sensual touches, and blistering kisses. It would be a night that might leave me longing for more. Is it better
