(Ryan's POV)
I was proud of how I'd handled the whole date situation, despite not being very good at romantic gestures or discussing how I felt and I was confident that Amber understood just how much she meant to me.
"Of course she does! Otherwise she would never have agreed!" My wolf chuckled happily, his chest puffing out in pride.
"I still don't like the thought of bringing her with us right now," I sneered, "Last time he was anywhere near him, his eyes spent more time ogling her t**s than they did paying attention to what he was supposed to be talking about with me."
"Well, it was your decision to utilize her feminine assets and use them for your benefit. You can't be pissed that she did exactly what you wanted."
"I'm not pissed with her, I'm pissed with his lecherous eyes and the
