Page 18 of Her Shifter Babe

They both turned to look at the screen to discern the grainy image that appeared.

I couldn’t help but stare at Stacey’s hair, mesmerized by its glistening gold tones even beneath the stark indoor lighting.

“Okay, we’re measuring at twenty-six weeks, which puts the dates right in line with the conference,” Tommy confirmed, smiling at Stacey with relief.

They shared a moment and a flush of crimson rose in Stacey’s cheeks as she obviously remembered their night together.

Cold terror hit me in my belly unexpectedly, and I realized my mistake. This was too personal. I was intruding on their private moment, and I needed to leave as soon as possible. An uncle’s place wasn’t at his brother’s lover’s bedside.

I shouldn’t have come.

I stumbled forward awkwardly, eager to escape such a confronting situation. “Ah... I should go. This is for you two, not for me. It was nice to meet you again, Stacey.” I waved toward her, hoping against hope that I had my poker face in place. I couldn’t have her see just how crushed I was. None of this was her fault.

Catching me unaware, she reached out, grabbing my arm as I passed the bed. “No. David, stay,” she said calmly.

Electricity coursed through my body, making my skin tingle and my legs shake under me.

“What was that?” Stacey asked, gently taking her hand away and looking down at her palm with a perplexed expression, as though she might have felt something similar to what I had just experienced.

“Hey, brother, are you okay?” Tommy asked, his brow furrowed as he turned his gaze to me.

But I was unable answer. In the next heartbeat my legs buckled and gave out from underneath me, and to my everlasting shame I hit the deck like a freaking sack of potatoes. I couldn’t believe it. My mind reeled with shock. The perfect pairs stories were true! And not just for others, but for me too.

Well, I’ll be fucked.

Chapter 7

Tommy

WATCHING MY BROTHER fall to his knees like he’d been struck in the heart by our beautiful woman was amazingly satisfying. We’d heard stories from the other perfect pairs our whole lives about their first meetings with their mates, but we hadn’t really believed that it would happen for us. It seemed absurd that the mere touch of a woman could bring great wolf shifters to their knees. But here it was, happening right there in front of me. The proof was most definitely in the proverbial pudding.

“Are you okay?” Stacey asked my brother, her expression creased in concern, further revealing her sweet and empathetic nature.

David was staring mutely down at the ground as though it contained the answers to life. His chest rose and fell with each labored breath as he tried desperately to make sense of what had just taken place between him and our mate.

Come on, brother. Look up!

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