HAZEL
“What is this? Put me down!”
Hitting Asher’s shoulders does nothing to dispel him from spinning me around. I fear he’s going to fling me into the sky. My wolf isn’t exactly notorious for being strong and there’s a good chance it’ll hurt like hell if I fall.
I grow stiff in Asher’s arms. When he finally puts me down, he doesn’t let go of me. His arms are wrapped around my waist.
“Damn, freckles. You clean up nice.” He accesses my dress with unabashed interest. “Didn’t know you had it in you.”
“I told you.” I lift my chin stubbornly. “I’m not above looking gorgeous when I put my mind to it.”
“Indeed.” He chuckles. “Warren and Nancy are already at the restaurant. We should get going.”
“Alright. But before we go, I feel like we have to make some ground rules.”
“Ground rules? Th
