Sly laughed. “Ah, you got a feisty one. That’s the best kind. You’ll never be bored.”
Konrad scratched his head. “I suppose so. But I wish I could figure her out a little better.”
“She’s a woman. There are some things you’ll never figure out, but tell me what happened, and maybe I’ll see something you missed.”
Konrad took a deep breath. “Okay, we were basking in the afterglow of some of the best sex we’ve ever had in our lives.”
“Sounds like a promising start.”
“Yeah, I thought so. Hey, I mentioned the thing about how we have telepathy with each other, right?”
“Um, wrong. You two are telepathic?”
“Only with each other.”
“I’ve heard of that happening with vampires, but I didn’t know if it was true.”
“Really? Vampires experience that too?”
“Only with one person. Their beloved. It’s like a soul mate, and supposedly there’s one for each of us.”
“I guess it’s the same for werewolves. When I discovered Roz was my mate, I naturally assumed she’d be my wife someday.”
“Uh-oh.”
“What? You figured out the problem already?”
“Maybe. If the words ‘I just assumed’ translate into taking it for granted, yeah, that could lead to a kick in the nuts.”
Konrad hung his head. “Fuck.”
Sly smirked. “Nailed it, didn’t I?”
“I’m afraid so. She said something about dreaming of a proposal since she was a little girl, that she didn’t need a ring or candlelight. I tried to do the right thing. I got down on one knee and everything—”
“But it was too late. The damage was done.”
“You think so? Is it hopeless? Ican’tlose her.”
“You won’t, but you’ll have to do some world-class groveling.”
Konrad groaned. “Shit. I’ve never groveled in my life.”
“If she means that much to you, then you’d damn well better prove it to her. In the five years I was married, I discovered one secret to keeping a woman happy.”
“I hope you’re not going to say ‘a grovel a day keeps the lawyer away’ or anything like that.”
Sly chuckled. “Hell no, nothing like that. The only thing you have to do is make her feel desired. Make her know you want her.”
“But she already knows that.”
Sly shook his head. “That’s not enough. You can’t expect her to retain that feeling constantly. Women are plagued with self-doubt. I don’t know why, they just are. You have to show her or tell her, or better yet, both, and reinforce it.”
“Every damn day? What if I forget?”
“It’s not something you schedule, dumb ass. Good God, you really have no idea, do you?”
Konrad blew out a deep breath. “I guess not.”
