William and I went into the living room, and I closed the door behind us. We sat on the couch, and I waited for him to speak.
He nervously rubbed the palms of his hands on his slacks as he gathered his thoughts.
Then he looked up at me with a smile that reached his sky-blue eyes. “It is good to be back. I did a lot of thinking while I was gone, about us and about you.”
“That’s what I thought. It made me feel guilty that you left town over me,” I said. “I hope you’re doing better.”
“Don’t feel guilty. I’m fine,” he said, but he still looked a little sad. “My wolf gets restless and craves Diana, but he understands the situation better now. We both do.”
We were both silent for a moment.
“Daisy, when you rejected me, you said you had to remain engaged to Victor because you have a deal wi
