“Why didn’t you just take a shower, like the rest of us?”
“Because they were gross,” I hear myself say, and then I gasp at how stupid I’m being and duck half my face under the water to hide my instant blush. Luca’s face bursts into a grin.
“You’re really weird, Shrimp,” he says, shaking his head and smiling at me, “but you’re funny. I like funny.”
My wolf sits down on her haunches and lifts her nose to the sky, howling in her grief that I’m not hurling myself out of this spring and into his arms –
Because that smile – oh my god, something in me melts at the sight of it. I actually have to force myself to not swim towards him.
When I don’t say anything, Luca just laughs again and shakes his head. “Anyway,” he continues, “thanks for the tip on the girl. That way, you said?”
I nod v
