EMILY
"Uh," I started, rubbing my hands as I took my gaze away from him, "let's just say you're not the only witch who's daft enough to fall in love with a werewolf."
His jaw dropped and a widened palm came over his mouth as soon as my words hit his ears. "You have got to be kidding me. Tell me you're joking, Emily."
With a click of my tongue and a gentle head shake, I shot Jonathan a deadpan look. "Believe it or not, I'm dead serious here. I would've much preferred if this whole thing was a joke."
As he curled his legs and eagerly leaned forward, he urged, "Give me the scoop... no, spill it all!"
Oh, just everything? Piece of cake. From the very instant I laid eyes on Nolan, it's been etched in my mind like a fancy gold engraving. I can vividly remember that first encounter, how I s
