Cole
Don’t look at her ass, don’t look at her ass, I growl to myself inwardly, willing myself to resist as Nadia walks away from the fire, her water bottle clutched tight in her hand.
Come on, Cole, I say to myself. Don’t be a complete creep.
Do it, my wolf urges – a soft, reverent whisper.
I clench my jaw, shoving him away. Nadia has made it very clear that she is not, at all, interested in my advances – which would probably include me checking her out from afar.
Shayne moves to sit next to me on the log, her footsteps crunching on branches, and in that very tiny moment of distraction…my eyes drop.
As fasten precisely on Nadia’s…fairly perfect ass.
My jaw tightens – god damn it – how is it possible that – even in scrubs –
I force my eyes shut.
“Oh my god,” Shayne says next to
