Page 140 of Hot Girls Date Shifters

Past all three of them.

Straight to me.

His hands cup my cheeks so gently it still amazes me those same hands can become paws the size of dinner plates.

“Hi, Honey.”

He kisses me before I can reply.

Deep, passionate, perfect—like always.

“Hi yourself.”

“Missed you.”

“You saw me thirty minutes ago.”

“Worst thirty minutes of my evening.”

I laugh.

He smiles like that's all he needed.

Then he kisses me again.

Sweet.

Tender.

Absolutely unconcerned with the audience.

When he finally pulls back, his forehead rests against mine.

“I love you.”

“I know.”

“I was hoping you'd say it back.”

“I love you too.”

“Better.”

“Um, excuse me! You have customers here!”

Graham slips an arm around my waist before finally acknowledging the women standing nearby.

“Oh.”

His tone is perfectly pleasant.

“I didn't realize we still had company.”

Stephanie frowns.

“We’re just waiting for our coffee.”

Graham looks at me.