Oliver didn’t want to tell her no, but the whole underground world knew of him, and he knew she wasn’t ready to know that he was a werewolf yet. “I would love to, but not tonight. Why don’t you stay with me tonight?”
Raven stood up, pulling the key from the collar and opening the locker. “You can’t come tonight, but you want me to go home with you. Why not tonight?”
Oliver had pulled himself together, running his hand through his hair, he had blotched up his request. “I rather have you in my bed relaxing, I have a big meeting tomorrow.”
Raven slipped on the dress, “I don’t know about that. I think we’d be far less relaxed if we were in your bed. No, I need to stay consistent. If you wouldn’t mind dropping me off at the motel?”
Oliver was silent for a bit, maybe he could watch her from
