I glance down at my dick, now losing its nerve. “Down boy.”
I’m seriously going to have to learn some restraint.
Chapter Twenty
RAEGAN
Ithought I could handle the amount of change that has been happening between us, but maybe I was wrong. Seeing Jamie naked and…excited—forme—it’s just all too much.
Only a few days ago, we were still the same Raegan and Jamie we’ve always been. Now, not only do I have to adjust to the fact that he’s somehow been a werewolf this entire time without telling me, but at some point I need to acknowledge this romantic pull that’s formed between us.
I’m able to distract my sinful thoughts momentarily while I whip up some cheesy scrambled eggs and avocado toast, a simple breakfast I know Jamie likes. By the time I’m placing it all on a plate, he appears in the kitchen wearing a plain black T-shirt and gray sweatpants.
Great. That outfit will definitely help calm my runaway libido.
His eyes are heavy now, and I can tell the shower has relaxed him. He’s no doubt ready for a long nap after an even longer night. I hate to be selfish and keep him up, but I can’t wait another minute without getting the answers I need.
I place the plate down on the table in front of him and he sits, muttering a quick “Thank you” before digging into the eggs with his fingers. I poke his shoulder with the dull end of the fork in my hand and he takes it with a sheepish grin, mouth full.
I choose the seat next to him and wait patiently as he stuffs himself. It doesn’t take long. As he’s swallowing his last bite, I get up to pour him a cup of water and hand it to him. He downs it just as quickly.
Another quiet moment passes, then he looks at me with an open, inviting gaze. “Well, what do you want to know first?” he asks.
I try to think of the most pressing questions that have come to mind since yesterday. I’m curious about a lot of things, but I guess I should be most concerned with the parts that affect me.
“So,” I start, “you turn every month.” It’s not a question, I just need his confirmation.
“Every full moon, yes.”
“And how long do you spend in your,” I gesture my hand wildly trying to come up with the appropriate words, “other body?”
Jamie's eyes crinkle at my gesturing. “It’s up to me. Technically, I can shift whenever I want, but I choose not to. It’s only during the peak of the moon’s cycle that I have no other choice.”
“So the moonmakesyou change?”
“The closer it gets to being completely full, the harder it is for me to resist shifting. I try to wait as long as I can, but,” his head dips, “it was harder this time.”
“Because of me?” I don’t know why I’ve come to that conclusion, but it just makes sense. Maybe Aidan is right. Maybe Jamie and I are mates.
After all, this new feeling between us has to meansomething.
Jamie looks at me inquisitively, searching for something I have a feeling he already knows is there. “Do you mind if I askyousomething?”
I shake my head and wait.
“Have you felt differently toward me this week? Feelings you’ve never felt before. Maybe a desire to be close to me.”
This time I nod, achingly slow.
“What does it feel like: the feeling? Can you describe it?”
I already know the word, so I don’t have to think too hard. “It’s a pull,” I tell him. “I feel like when we aren’t together, I’m still being pulled toward you.”
He looks to the ceiling and rubs his chin thoughtfully. Then his head drops and he stares at his own hands, as if they’ve done something without his permission. “It started after Patrick, right?”
I don’t have to answer, because he already knows it’s true.
“Raegan, there are some things about being a werewolf that are hard to explain to those who’ve never experienced it.”
