I swear, the shriek I let out rattled the window. I snatched my hand back out, knocking bottles over as I scurried backwards.
“Shit,” I said with a small laugh, pressing a hand to my chest and peering in at the hairy culprit. I wasn’t scared of spiders, but it hadn’t half given me a shock.
Not as much as what happened next though.
I froze as an almightycrashrattled through the flat. Hurried, padding footsteps followed.
There was a shifter in my flat.
Sniffing me out.
Before I had time to panic, a human voice called out my name from the other side of the bathroom door. One I was familiar with. One Idefinitelyshouldn’t have been hearing in my home. “Reid? Are you okay? Can I come in?”
I closed my eyes. At least Evan wasn’t here to kill me.Just raise my blood pressure a little. “Yeah, I’m fine. Ye can come in.”
The door swung open and I almost swallowed my tongue. Evan’s eyes were slightly wild as they searched for the source of danger. His broad chest was rising and falling rapidly, his light brown hair all askew. Ominous creaks filled the air as he fought against the urge to shift.
None of that was what had my mouth drying out.
No, it was the fact that he was completely naked.
Of course he was. He’d come in here in his wolf form, so it made sense for him to be nude.
But I reallyreallywished he’d stopped to pull on some trousers. It was difficult enough trying to tell myself I wasn’t attracted to Evan when he was clothed. At least then I could pretend he wouldn’t look good without his clothes on.
I knew now that wasn’t the case.
My breath caught in my throat as I greedily gobbled up the tattoos that spread over his pecs. The piercing in his left nipple. The wonder that was his abdominal muscles, complete with a perfect V that led south to…
Yeah. I really could’ve lived without knowing what Evan was packing. Why did I have to be such a fucking size queen?
Andwhydid God have to be so…generous where Evan was concerned? I mean, come on. Who the fuck looked like that in real life? His build was something that was only meant to exist in porn or on the pages of a romance novel.
Not in my poky bathroom.
My brain forgot a lot of stuff, but what Evan looked like in his full, naked glory?
It’d never forget that.
“What’s wrong?” Evan demanded, eyes still sweepingfor danger. Thankfully, his complete focus meant he’d missed my horny ogling. “What happened?”
“I’m fine,” I said with a sigh, waving a hand in the direction of the cupboard. “Just a spider.”
Evan winced, shrinking back slightly. “A spider?”
My lips curled up. There was no way. “Don’t tell me you’re scared ofspiders, Ev.”
“I’m not,” he said unconvincingly.
The spider chose that moment to vacate his hidey-hole, running up the front of the cupboard and into the sink.
Evan gave a high-pitched scream, jumping backwards and knocking over yet more bottles. “Oh my fuck!”
Laughter burst from me as Evan tried to become one with the wall. “Jesus, Evan. It’s a house spider. They can’t hurt you.”
Evan huffed, not taking his eyes off the sink. “You can pipe down given how loud you screamed.”
I snickered as I got to my feet and stretched. “Yeah, but mine was because it made me jump, not because I’m afraid of spiders.”
