***John's POV***
We arrive back at the packhouse after a night run with Sam, James, Callie, and Claire when I see Myra and Lewis waiting for us on the field. We shift back into our human forms after passing the tree line. I pause and stand back while Callie and Claire crowd Myra.
The gals begin to squeal in excitement and then share a big group hug before going their separate ways. I walk over to Myra when she's standing alone. She does her best to maintain eye contact with me; however, Myra's gaze betrays her as she checks me out.
"How was the run?" Myra asks sheepishly.
"It was great. You'll never see me pass up a chance to shift," I state, stretching my arms out in a way that just so happens to look like I'm flexing, which makes Myra blush.
"So... I was thinking..." Myra murmurs a
