Page 69 of Hot Girls Date Shifters

Then she wrinkles her nose.

“I mean... probably.”

She winks.

The playful confidence returns just as quickly as it disappeared.

A second later she's laughing again, clearly amused that she's managed to completely derail my train of thought.

Mission accomplished.

I can't even remember what I was about to say.

I just sit there looking at her like an idiot.

She reaches across the table, stealing the last piece of my dragon roll before I can protest.

“Hey!”

“You hesitated.”

“I was processing.”

“Mmm-hmm.”

“So that made it fair game?”

“All's fair in sushi and flirting.”

I laugh.

“You're dangerous.”

“So I've been told.”

“You absolutely have not.”

“No,” she admits with another grin. “But it sounded confident.”

“It did.”

Our fingers brush as I reach for the soy sauce she'd just grabbed.

Neither of us pulls away right away.

It's barely a touch.

Just the backs of our hands.

Warm skin against warm skin.

Still...

My Bear practically purrs.

Mine.

I swallow around the lump suddenly lodged in my throat.