Yeah, not going to happen, even if she was really interested in learning more about him. Her wounds were hers, thank you very much, and she’d like to keep them where they were. She was fine with trading explosive orgasms back and forth, not so much on the world of opening up.
“Maybe I’m not good with this either.”
Pasquale only nodded. “Challenge accepted.”
“It wasn’t a challenge.”
He ignored her. “Pack what you need, and I’ll head back to my house and do the same. I’ll meet you back here in an hour.”
She hated being ignored.
“Did you hear what I said?”
He stood instead of answering her and stretched. Joints popped and realigned as he elongated his powerful frame.
Is my mouth watering? No, must be preparation for vomit.
You lie to yourself so well.
Can it, dog.
I know you are, but what am I?
Ugh.
Still, Pasquale didn’t say a word. She stared at him incredulously as he walked to her front door.
“Pasquale.”
He stopped and slowly looked at her over his shoulder.
“I don’t like to be ignored.”
“So you can do it.”
“What?”
He smiled. “Share.”
He was out the door before the table she picked up shattered against the wall where his head would have been.
Careful. Wouldn’t want a splinter.
“Oh, would you shut up already?” Now that she was alone, she’d answer her wolf like she usually did.
Nope.
“I didn’t share anything!”
Why are you yelling at me? Sharing is caring.
“I didn’t share!”
Nothing …
Great. Her wolf was ignoring her too.
Chapter Five
