James stopped them next to a dark blue, hard top convertible sports car, opening the passenger door for her. Rose rolled her eyes. She was getting the impression he really liked blue.
As they drove back Rose couldn’t help but stare at him, which didn’t go unnoticed by James as he gave her a shy smile. Rose placed her hand on his leg, she needed to feel the sparks as they touched even through the fabric.
“Stop it, please.” James asked apologetically.
“I’m not doing anything.” Rose retorted innocently.
“You are testing my control over my wolf.” He growled.
“Sorry.” She replied removing her hand and staring out of the window. Astrid sulked in her head.
“Don’t sulk.” He said softly as if he could see Astrid, whilst looking at the road ahead. “You will be touching more than that soon
