"Wait, wait," Victor cut his mate off, watching as she looked down at her lap both nervously and guiltily. "You're telling me that you were here?! That you came back, but a female shapeshifter had taken my form so you could think I was intimate with Irene?" He repeated it, as if it would make more sense if he said it out loud. "And then you ran away again because you thought I cheated on you?"
Estelle shrugged once, still not looking at him. "I didn't think it, I saw it," she told him in a low, weak voice. "She looked and sounded just like you."
She was expecting any kind of reaction from Victor. Even getting away and slamming the door in her face, or being angry at her for the next couple of days, or even weeks. Anything... but not a kiss.
But that was exactly what he did. He crashed h
