Page 50 of Season of the Wolf

“Candy.”

“Sweet,” I answered, letting my eyes drift closed as his fingers continued to work their magic beneath my hair.

“Ugly.”

“Maisy,” I frowned, remembering the hideous face that matched her smell.

“Fun.”

My first thought was of my parents and our Friday night ritual. “Movies,” I smiled.

“Happiness.”

“… This.”

His stomach flinched beneath my cheek when he chuckled. “Hate.”

“Love.”

“What about … money.”

“Elise.” My answer came swiftly as I gazed around the expanse of Liam’s bedroom.

He laughed. “Water.”

“Mermaids.”

“Fruit.”

“Salad.”

“Pleasure.”

I smiled again, answering, “You.”

He was quiet for a moment. “Mmm … rain.”

“Thunder.”

“Bed.”

“… You,” I repeated, feeling heat blossom in my cheeks. The sum I arrived at when adding Liam plus a bed could definitely do that to a girl.

I turned to find a loaded stare already set on me. The corner of his mouth curved up into a half smile, one I knew the meaning of before he nodded toward the door, suggesting that I close it.

We’d been insatiable lately, unable to get within two feet of one another without things taking a turn toward thephysical.Listening to music or reading together on the living room sofa always ended with a race toward the stairs, peeling one another’s clothes off as soon as the lock engaged. Hilda once threatened to take a hose to us if we couldn’t get through a meal without what wethoughtwere discreet innuendos. In short, it was nearly impossible to keep our hands, and everything else, off one another.

I scooted toward the edge of the mattress, impatient to lock us inside, but barely stood to my feet when Elise came charging from her room. My mouth was fixed to ask what was wrong. However, I never got the chance because a brightly lit hunk of amethyst said it all.

“They’re awake,” she stammered.

Chapter Fifteen

Evie

Hilda came bounding into the hall from her room.

Elise’s eyes danced excitedly, finally finding mine as we faced one another in the doorway.

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