I swung the door open and gasped when I slammed into over two hundred pounds of pure alpha male. The moment Tak’s hands rested on my bare shoulders, I panicked, stumbling backward into the bathroom and slamming the door in his face.
No laughter that time.
I wrapped a towel around my naked body and took a deep, calming breath. “He’s just a man,” I whispered to myself. “It’s not like you’re entertaining an important Packmaster.”
I opened the door, expecting to see him gone. Tak was staring down at his chest, and fire burned my cheeks when I noticed two oily imprints in the shape of my breasts.
“I-I thought I— Th-the eggs are done,” he stammered, still staring at his chest, a spatula in his hand.
“Can I get dressed?”
As soon as he stepped aside, I walked coolly into my bedroom and closed the door. The towel dropped, and I glanced at myself in the mirror.
Boy, was I shiny.
After rubbing the oil in, I grabbed my favorite pair of overalls and a white T-shirt. What I really wanted to do was go back to sleep, but someone had to sweep up the store and make sure there weren’t any small particles of glass embedded in the fabric of our merchandise.
I finally emerged from my bedroom, fresh-faced and barefoot. Hopefully I could look him in the eye.
Tak was sitting at the kitchen island, watching me. Much to my relief, he’d wiped away the oil marks on his chest.
He cleared his throat. “I hate to ask, but I need to borrow Lakota’s clothes. My truck is at the motel along with my things.”
Which meant he’d shifted at his motel. Time for answers. “What was your wolf doing outside my shop at that hour?”
“Sit down and eat,” he said, tapping the edge of my plate. “I don’t like seeing a woman with an empty stomach.”
Tak had plated our breakfast beautifully, and my mouth watered at the sight of the sliced tomatoes.
“This looks delicious.”
“Maybe you should take a bite and let me know if it meets your standards.”
I arched a brow and sat down. “I’m not going to judge your food.”
He sipped his juice. “Shame. It’s worth judging.”
I cut the egg with the edge of my fork and flashed him a playful smile. “I’ll be the judge of that.”
“Ah, so she does have a sense of humor after all.”
Tak’s was the best omelet I’d ever eaten, and I wasn’t a huge fan of them. “Not bad.”
“Was there a compliment buried in that remark?” Tak chuckled and devoured a large bite. “That’s funny.”
“What?”
He spoke with his mouth full. “I only see that look on a woman’s face when I make her come. If that’s the look you make for something that’s just okay, I’m tempted to serve you my famous grilled rabbit.”
I lowered my eyes. “You shouldn’t talk dirty while we’re eating.”
“I don’t mean anything by it. So… Lakota is gone for the entire week?”
I stuffed my cheeks with more of his omelet and didn’t answer.
“See, I was thinking about sticking around for a few days,” he continued. “I’ve never been in the city before. Not a big one like Austin. Might as well look around while I’m here.”
“Is that the only reason you’re staying?”
