Probably because he was a wolf, and this wasn’t a freaking romance novel.
“Maybe you should stay in this form forever. I’d like having a huge dog more than I’d like having a husband. Probably.”
The wolf snorted as if he saw through that bullshit.
I bit my lip to stop myself from grinning.
He was right.
I would like having a husband.
Probably. It was just a theory. But if I picked the right guy, I could see myself enjoying wedded bliss tremendously.
Regular sex.
Comfortable conversations.
Someone to snuggle with while I read.
Sure, it would come with problems to be dealt with, but what didn’t?
The wolf took two steps closer, and nudged my blanket.
Frowning, I moved it a little.
He gestured to the space I’d revealed next to me on the bed, and gave me a look that could only be seen as a question.
It took me too long to realize what he wanted.
“Oh. You want to cuddle?” I asked.
He dipped his head once.
I hesitated.
Hewasstill a guy beneath all the fur. Or inside all the fur. Or somewhere else. I wasn’t quite sure where the person went when a shifter shifted. Whatever the case, Nico was still Cucumber, somehow.
But snuggling did sound nice.
And he was currently trapped in his wolf form, according to his friends.
So, why not?
I pulled the blanket back more and scooted over to give him more space. He jumped smoothly onto the bed, and plopped down right up against my side.
He was warm.
Cozy, too.
I found myself burying my fingers and face in his fur before I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
three
ABBY
The wolf hadn’t budgedwhen I woke up. He was just staring at me. Having him at my side was slightly disorienting, but I definitely hadn’t forgotten everything that happened earlier as I blearily checked the time on my phone.
4 PM.
