Paul wiped away my tears and kissed me.
"What is happening?" I said, barely above a whisper.
He shook his head. "We'll figure this out. The meat, the tears, your creature—we'll figure it all out. But baby, I want you to know that the last thing I ever thought I'd do was to hurt you. When I was with the others, I didn't have any feelings of aggression toward them."
My body stiffened. "The others?"
He shook his head quickly. "I never had s*x with a Werewolf. I haven't made love in over a year." He shrugged and stared into my eyes. "I knew what I wanted." He released me, went back to the desk, and began straightening up documents.
Damnit. He had waited for me, and I hadn't waited for him.
"Paul," I said. "There wasn't a day that went by that I didn't think about you. To be in love wit
