Maeve
My heart stammered. This was his bedroom, and he was asking for my permission to sleep here. I got up from his side instantly and blabbered, “Of course! I’ll sleep on the floor or the couch.”
There was a hint of a smile on his otherwise serious face, and when I saw the tips of his fangs, my breath caught in my throat. I didn’t know if it was his fangs or his handsome face, but the way his expression softened the sharp features of his face and transformed his cold eyes to warm, it had me. His face at that moment begged me to forget the reality of my situation and all the shenanigans that were going on in his pack. That hint of a smile tugged at my foolish heart. Worse, the sensation slipped lower to my belly and spiraled tight.
“You’re not sleeping on the floor or the couch and, be
