Melina was pensive the next morning. She had spent the night tossing and turning in bed, thinking about Joice or her naked breasts. She even apologized to herself. What was it about that man that seemed to attract her so?
"Well, our coffee is ready. I hope you calm down in there," she whispered softly to the baby.
She was outraged that she was beginning to feel some sort of attraction to Joice. He was... He was... a werewolf.
She didn't even know what he looked like and she was already scared just seeing him with those scary eyes. It was a part of that world that Melina was not prepared for.
But Joice was also a man. A handsome man. He exuded virility. Dominance.
Melina sighed and finished drinking her smoothie.
The phone rang once again on the counter and she ignored it for the thou
