“Whatcha doing?” he asked and wanted to smack himself because it was obvious what she was doing.
“Planning my next vacation. It’s been so long since I’ve been on one. Like”—she tapped her chin—“never. Because I’ve never been on one.” She glanced at him, a smirk on her face. “I’m reading a book, dork. What does it look like I’m doing?”
“Smartass.” He walked across the room toward her. He told himself he would keep his eyes focused on her face. He lied. His eyes roamed over her body, and he knew if he didn’t stop, he would end up panting just like his wolf.
“To what do I owe the honor of your presence?” She closed the book and looked up at him, resting her chin in her hands.
Nick sat down beside her and took a deep breath. Her scent filled his lungs, and he couldn’t stop the rumble th
