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I dip my chin in a nod.
She chokes on a laugh, then quickly schools her expression when she realizes I’m not laughing along with her. “Oh, you’re serious.”
“Yeah,” I say, still playing it cool even though my ego just took a hit.
I’ve asked out girls plenty of times, and their response has never beenlaughter.
Maybe I’m losing my touch.
Chey frowns, shaking her head. “Sorry, but I don’t… you seem like a nice guy, but… I mean, you’re Lo’sbrother.”
“So?” I challenge.
She purses her lips– full and pink andwaytoo kissable looking. “Don’t you think that’s a little close for comfort?”
“Nah,” I scoff, setting my beer bottle down and resting an elbow against the table, the picture of casual. “C’mon. Let me take you out,” I coax.
“I don’t think so,” she replies, chuckling uncomfortably.
“Why not?” I press.
“I don’t date.”
Damn, she’s really playing hard to get here.
The grin usually works.
“Neither did my sister, and now she’s dating your best friend,” I point out, tipping my head in their direction.
“They’remates,” she corrects.
“Who’ve been ondates.”
She rolls her eyes, reaching for the glass in front of her and bringing it to her lips. She already drained her drink, but she tips it back for a piece of ice, crunching down as she lowers her glass.
“I’ve heard that chewing ice is a sign of being sexually frustrated,” I joke, and she immediately stops chewing, her eyes snapping to mine.
Think I just hit the nail on the head.
She averts her gaze, and the moment our connection is broken, I pick up on the conversation happening around us about the upcoming full moon run.
“You and your pack should probably come run within the actual territory, Javi,” Archer muses.
“You guys are welcome to run with us” I interject, seamlessly hopping right into the discussion. I lean forward, looking past Chey to meet Javi’s eyes. “I mean, our packs are kinda linked now through Lo, right?”
And if Javi’s pack runs with mine, that means Cheyenne will be there.
“Yeah, that’d be cool,” Javi agrees.
I grin smugly as I lift my beer to my lips, tipping it back and finishing off the rest.
That gives me two days to change hernointo ayes.
Game on.
CHAPTER TWO
the full moon
