I bite my lip, staring at my reflection.
Certainty.
God, after years of dating guys who made me feel like a convenience, or worse, a last resort, it all sounds so incredible.
Too good to be true.
And as much as my head is shouting warning bells, my heart is galloping at full steam ahead.
“Do you think Doug feels it, too?” I ask, voice small and hopeful.
Carina just grins, wicked and knowing.
“Sweetheart, if he’s half the Shifter Horace is, he’s probably already halfway feral trying to figure out how to make you his. These guys don’t play it cool when fate knocks them on their asses.”
I laugh, but it comes out breathless.
Because part of me really, really wants to believe that.
That this isn’t just fun.
That tonight could be the start of everything.
Carina kisses my cheek and grabs her purse.
“You’ve got this, Dina. Now go knock your Wolf off his feet, er, paws.”
I snort a laugh.
As she leaves, I glance at my reflection one more time, smoothing my dress and taking a steadying breath.
Fated mates. Certainty. No more settling.
I square my shoulders and smile.
“Okay, Doug,” I whisper to myself. “Let’s see if you’re ready for your fate.”
Chapter 14
Dina
By the time I get to Doug’s apartment, I’m a bundle of nerves wrapped in breathable cotton and sass.
The wrap dress I chose hugs my curves just right, dipping low enough to be flirty but not obscene, cinching at my waist like the designer knew just how to highlight women built like me in all our plus size glory.
I even wore sandals with wedge heels.
Yup. Heels.
Not my usual comfy flats or sneaks.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
I haven’t felt this giddy about a date in, well, ever, actually.
So when Doug opens the door, looking very much like temptation itself in a pair of blue jeans that mold to his thick thighs and a dark tee that fits him entirely too well, all broad shoulders and easy smirk, I nearly melt on the spot.
But before I can say anything, I glance past him into his place and frown.