Chapter Thirty-Six
My cheeks flushed as Frankie looked at me. His dark blue eyes flicked down the length of me but it wasn’t the same way that Spencer looked at me. There was no heat there, no racing pulse, or sweaty palms. Sure, he was handsome but I didn’t feel the same way about him that I did when I looked at Spencer.
I let out a breath I hadn’t realized that I’d been holding, my shoulders relaxing. I had been afraid that I would feel that same pull to him. He wasn’t human and I could almost see the beast that lurked beneath his skin. There was something about him that was wilder than Spencer, something almost feral in the dark look in his eyes.
“You are staring.” Spencer growled and I looked over at him but his focus was on Frankie. My eyes moved back to Frankie and he grinned a
