“Knock on her door”, Kerry’s wolf insisted for the fifth time.
Kerry groaned, and covered his eyes with his forearm. He'd been hoping to hear Cynthia get up, so he could ask her how everything was going, but the house had been quiet all morning.
Not that his wolf hadn't demanded he get up for the past forty minutes. Slowly, Kerry got out of bed, and took a shower, giving her plenty of time to make an appearance. He walked out of his room, tugging on a t-shirt and jumped when he saw her sitting at the bar.
He stopped. "How long have you been up?"
She smiled, stirring what he assumed was coffee in one of his mugs. "Hours."
He hissed beneath his breath. "I didn't hear you get up, so I took my time. I've been dying to know if you've come up with anything." Kerry walked around, and poured
