Finn was one of those men who always said he’d wait for his mate, but watching Winter dance at the club was doing something to him. He didn’t think he’d be interested because she was a demon, but damn, she was attractive. He found it hard to concentrate on much else besides her lithe figure, her sweet scent, and the way her eyes seemed to scan the room for his as she danced.
“She likes you,” Luca remarked.
“Huh?” Finn said, breaking out of his trance.
“Winter. She keeps looking at you because she finds you attractive. You should take advantage of that,” Luca explained.
“I don’t think Maddy would like that,” Finn said.
“You’re both consenting adults,” Luca pointed out. “She shouldn’t care.”
But she’s not my mate, Finn thought. Then again, maybe his mate was dead, and he was wait
