my shoulders. Fortunately, Sam lived on a lower floor, so the errand had been
just a quick elevator ride for her.
“A lot of werewolves live here,” she explained. “We like living together
and near the alpha. Plus, there’s a rooftop pool and bar and good amenities.
Though my place is about the size of Jaxson’s closets.”
“I pay you better than that,” he grumbled.
“Yes. But I like my view.”
If it was anything like Jaxson’s, I wouldn’t blame her. His windows
looked out over a vast green park and Lake Michigan.
I was doing my best to pay attention to anything but Jaxson. He looked
good in the morning light. And as pissed as I was, my eyes couldn’t seem to
stop flicking his way. God, why was I so attracted to this man?
Maybe because he’s hot and has a body I’d like to—
Fuck.
Cheeks blazing, I glanced around the apartment. White tiled floors, black
cabinets, and chrome fixtures. The refrigerator was giant, and the glass lights
that hung overhead were modern and simple. I knew Jaxson had money, but I
hadn’t expected his place to be so…chic.
I would have gladly murdered someone to have his bed and those
amazing sheets. I could have nestled down in them forever.
Although I’d been too panicked to recognize or relish it, Jaxson’s scent
had been completely wrapped around me, and I regretted getting out of bed
so quickly. It was easy to imagine the friction of my skin moving against
those silken sheets. Heat pooled between my legs, and I crossed them.
Holy shit, Savy, now is not the time.
Jaxson tensed and cleared his throat, and I noticed that Sam was shaking
her head as she piled the greasy bacon onto three plates.
Goddamned werewolves couldn’t let a girl have a private thought.
You’re one of them now.
My stomach twisted, and I buried my moment of desire with frustration.