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Abby

“That was a beautiful ceremony,” Abby said, hugging her best friend, Xyla.

“Thank you,” Xyla said, smiling at her new mate, Sean McCullum, a wolf shifter from the Nightshade Wolf Shifter Pack. “Never in a million years would I have thought that I would go through a mating ceremony with a shifter, especially Sean.”

“I’m so happy for you,” Abby said. “You know, I was thinking about moving down here. I know you’ll be busy with Sean and your soon-to-be pup, but I need to get away from the folks, and I would miss not having you around.”

Xyla gasped. “That’s a great idea. We’ll talk more later. Right now, I want to dance with my new mate.”

Abby watched Xyla walk into Sean’s arms and saw her looking into his eyes so adoringly. The chemistry between the two of them was tangible, and Xyla imagined that she could see a bubble form around them as they danced their first waltz as mates.

Once others began to join them on the dance floor, a deep voice next to her asked, “Would you care to dance?”

She smiled and nodded. Sawyer was Sean’s best friend and had been his best man during the ceremony. Abby had felt a tingle of electricity explode inside of her when she had lightly touched his arm.

Sawyer swept her onto the dance floor, his hand on her waist and holding her other hand. She put her hand on his shoulder and they glided across the floor.

“Theirs was an interesting love story,” Sawyer said, nodding at Sean, who was smiling at his new bride.

Abby smiled into Sean’s silvery gray eyes. “Yes, it was. It took a lot of courage for her to stand up to her father the way she did.”

He nodded. “I’m glad she did. Sean was about to drive us all crazy because he had fallen in love with her and thought that he lost her.” A huge smirk covered his handsome face.

Sawyer was an amazing dance partner and led so well. Their bodies were close together and a tiny fire flickered alive inside of Abby. The tuxedo did nothing to hide the fact that Sawyer worked out regularly and was extremely well-built. Abby imagined what he would look like naked and how sensual and incredible it would feel if their bodies were pressed together.

Abby licked her lips and imagined him kissing her. She could almost feel his lips against hers as their naked bodies were pressed together and his arms held her tightly. She felt a moist heat growing between her legs, and she wondered what it would feel like to make love to him.

“Um, the dance has ended,” Sawyer said, smiling at her.

“Oh, sorry, I was uh – lost in thought.”

Abby blushed bright red as she stepped away from Sawyer and quickly rushed over to her seat at the table. She gulped down the entire glass of water, refilled it, and drank it, too, trying to cool down.

What in the world is wrong with me? I’ve never had that reaction to any man before, and I’ve danced with a lot of menand dated a few. She had never gotten beyond the kissing stage, and here she was trying to have sex with him in her mind in the middle of the crowded dance floor.

She glanced at Sawyer out of the corner of her eyes. He looked over at her and smiled.

Oh, heavens. I’ve heard that shifters can read people’s minds. What if he knew what I was thinking?

Xyla sat next to her. “Are you okay? Your face is bright red.”

“I’m okay. I just got hot.”

Boy howdy, did I just get hot.

Xyla’s father walked over and held his hand out to his daughter. “Would you like to dance with me?” he asked, almost shyly.

“Of course, Daddy,” Xyla said.

Abby smiled. She was glad that Xyla and her father had made peace. Sipping her water, she looked around the room. Never in a million years would she have guessed that she would be in a room full of shifters, mostly wolf shifters. She had known they existed and was sure that she had probably met a couple during her life, but it wasn’t like they advertised who they were, especially to humans.

Her eyes kept going back to Sawyer. She felt a twinge of jealousy as he danced with several other women who had attended the mating ceremony and were now at the reception. She told herself that it was stupid because Sawyer probably didn’t even remember her name.

Throughout the night, she danced with a couple of different men, but none of them had the same effect that Sawyer did. The feeling almost knocked her off of her feet.

Finally, the evening ended and she made her way back to Angel’s Creek Inn. She soaked in a hot bath for a while. Every time she closed her eyes, she pictured Sawyer. She smelled his scent and wondered what kind of cologne he wore. Itwas intoxicating. Spreading her legs a little, she touched the hard pebble between her legs and rubbed it. She imagined what Sawyer would look like naked and pretended that he was touching her.