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I loved it. So much.

“You should go and sleep,” I forced myself to say, glancing over at the lightening sky through the small window in here. “Are you okay to drive?”

“Yeah, I’m totally fine.” He grinned down at me, and I smiled back, my heart melting when I noticed his cute snaggletooth.

He’d grown flustered and shy while giving me the replacement clothes, but now that he was touching me, he seemed to be more relaxed and at ease. I tried not to let that go to my head too much, but I hoped, at the very least, that he was comfortable around me.

“I hope your wrestling match goes well tomorrow,” I said, which made him huff with amusement.

“Well, I’m scripted to lose, but it’ll still be good.”

I pouted. “I don’t get how the audience could ever believe that anyone would be able to beat you.”

He laughed. “You should see some of the others.”

“Yeah, but you’re Fenrir. Scary wolfman fighter and main attraction at Cratos.”

His smile dimmed, nose scrunching up. “That’s different. That’s… real. Goliaths is a big production. It’s safe.”

He raised a slightly stern brow at me, and my belly squirmed with a hint of arousal. Ooh, I liked that. Maybe he would boss me around a little in bed.

Whenever we actually made it to a bed. Stupid no-sex rule.

“Which means,” he continued, “if you want to watch any more fighting, you should definitely go to Goliaths. Not Cratos.”

“I liked them both,” I purred, then paused. “Actually, if I’m being honest, I preferred Cratos. It was just… so hot. I definitely need to take Nat there.”

Brian half laughed, half groaned as he scrubbed his face. “Okay, I get it. I’m not going to talk you out of going there.”

“Nope.” I grinned up at him. He smiled back, raising a hand to cup my chin as his gaze drifted down to my mouth. After a second of hesitation, he ducked his head to give me a soft, sweet kiss—one that made me a little breathless. One that had my whole body tingling with innocent pleasure.

“Is it okay if I text you later?” he asked hoarsely when we finally broke apart, long moments later.

I nodded, licking my still-tingling lips. “Yes. Of course. Please do.”

“Okay.” He hesitated again, pressed another soft kiss to my mouth, then straightened and stepped back. “Okay, so um… I’ll speak to you later.”

“Yeah.” I couldn’t stop smiling, so wide my cheeks hurt. “We’ll make plans for Monday.”

“Definitely.” He backed up a few more steps toward the door, then pivoted and crossed the room to move the armchair back to its original position. On his way back to the door, he stopped to kiss me again, cupping my nape and tilting my head right back as he pressed his lips to mine.

I almost melted into a puddle in the middle of the front office.

“Bye.” He glanced back with a shy smile as he opened the door to leave.

“Bye.” I gave him a tiny wave, grinning like a fool.

The moment he was gone, I lunged for my phone and opened up my conversation with Nat. He’d sent multiple texts throughout the night that I’d ignored in favour of focusing on Brian, but now, I quickly scanned the last one and snorted.

Nat: You’ve either been brutally murdered or you’re pinned on a werewolf knot and your phone is just out of reach. Either way, could you LET ME KNOW WHAT HAPPENED PLEASE? Give me the tea or just tell me if you’re dead. Love you.

Still grinning, I texted him back.

Me: Nat, I think I’m half in love with him already.

Chapter 25

The Perfect Date