Moon's Law (New Moon Wolves 2 ~ Bite of the Moon ~ BBW Romance) by Michelle Fox
Authors: Michelle Fox
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bolted out of the swing and headed toward the house.
"Charlotte? You okay?" He bounded up next to her, his long legs easily catching up with her. "I said you smell nice. Did you hear me?"
"Yeah," she said, plastering a smile on her face. "It’s just late, you know? I should be getting home."
His eyes narrowed, and he frowned at her for a second before saying, "All right." He moved in front and reached the sliding door handle first. "I’ll pick you up tomorrow around six, okay?"
She nodded and he opened the door. Stepping through, she hurried to leave him behind. Dropping her dishes off at the sink, she said her good-nights and left, eager to be alone. Too much was happening, and she needed space to process it all.
Chapter Fourteen
You smell nice? Since when was that a great pick-up line? Kane watched Charlotte run to get away from him, his stomach sinking. His wolf instincts were not helping him in the lady department.
But he hadn’t been trying to pick her up. It had just slipped out, like his wolf had taken over his tongue for a fraction of a second, just long enough to jam his whole damn leg into his mouth. And Charlotte had bolted like a frightened rabbit.
Maybe he was losing his touch.
Maybe being a werewolf was a turnoff.
Kane ran a hand through his hair and took a chair in the corner of Audrey’s dining room. The rest of the pack talked amongst themselves as they finished their ice cream, with one or two peeling off at regular intervals to say their good-byes and leave. He should go, too. Work started at six a.m. the next day, but at the moment, he found comfort in the presence of his pack mates. He wasn’t quite ready to be alone with himself, not yet.
"You okay?" Audrey asked as she sank into a chair across from him, a heaping bowl of ice cream in her hand.
Kane nodded. "Yeah, it’s just been a crazy day."
"I know. And tomorrow will be nuts too." At his confused look, she said, "Charlotte told me about the thing with your parents. You really think that’s a good idea?"
He shook his head. "Probably not, but it sure will shut up Mrs. Harris and the gossip brigade."
Audrey raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips, considering his words. Finally, she nodded. "That’s actually a good point. The gossip in Glen Vine is insane. Some places are just too small for privacy." She pointed at him with her spoon. "But did you ever consider that maybe you and Charlotte shouldn’t burn any bridges?"
He frowned at her, confused. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, she blushes every time she talks about you. I caught her making goo-goo eyes at you when you weren’t looking. And then I saw you making goo-goo eyes at her just now. Are you sure you want to set it up that you hate each other, when it’s not true?"
"She's made it clear she's not interested, no matter how 'goo-gooey' her eyes are. So it doesn't matter what people think." Kane winced as he recalled how fast Charlotte had moved to get away from him in the backyard.
Audrey tapped her lips with her spoon, thinking. "Oh, I think she's interested all right."
"You do?" Kane felt his cheeks burn at how eager he sounded.
Audrey chuckled. "Yeah, I do. But," she held up a finger, "she's not in a good place when it comes to men right now."
"You mean her ex?" He slumped back in his seat.
"As bad break-ups go, hers has to be the worst one in history." She shook her head. "Can you imagine? Getting dumped like that, and then being left to be attacked by a werewolf? I would swear off men forever."
"Do you think that's what Charlotte is doing?" Kane frowned. While he was somewhat comforted by the idea that Charlotte's reaction to him had more to do with her own relationship demons than anything he'd done wrong, he was still confused about how to handle it. Should he leave her alone? Run after her? Why didn't women come with decoder rings so men had a fighting chance?
Audrey waved her spoon at him. "No, because she's letting you get close. This thing with your
"Charlotte? You okay?" He bounded up next to her, his long legs easily catching up with her. "I said you smell nice. Did you hear me?"
"Yeah," she said, plastering a smile on her face. "It’s just late, you know? I should be getting home."
His eyes narrowed, and he frowned at her for a second before saying, "All right." He moved in front and reached the sliding door handle first. "I’ll pick you up tomorrow around six, okay?"
She nodded and he opened the door. Stepping through, she hurried to leave him behind. Dropping her dishes off at the sink, she said her good-nights and left, eager to be alone. Too much was happening, and she needed space to process it all.
Chapter Fourteen
You smell nice? Since when was that a great pick-up line? Kane watched Charlotte run to get away from him, his stomach sinking. His wolf instincts were not helping him in the lady department.
But he hadn’t been trying to pick her up. It had just slipped out, like his wolf had taken over his tongue for a fraction of a second, just long enough to jam his whole damn leg into his mouth. And Charlotte had bolted like a frightened rabbit.
Maybe he was losing his touch.
Maybe being a werewolf was a turnoff.
Kane ran a hand through his hair and took a chair in the corner of Audrey’s dining room. The rest of the pack talked amongst themselves as they finished their ice cream, with one or two peeling off at regular intervals to say their good-byes and leave. He should go, too. Work started at six a.m. the next day, but at the moment, he found comfort in the presence of his pack mates. He wasn’t quite ready to be alone with himself, not yet.
"You okay?" Audrey asked as she sank into a chair across from him, a heaping bowl of ice cream in her hand.
Kane nodded. "Yeah, it’s just been a crazy day."
"I know. And tomorrow will be nuts too." At his confused look, she said, "Charlotte told me about the thing with your parents. You really think that’s a good idea?"
He shook his head. "Probably not, but it sure will shut up Mrs. Harris and the gossip brigade."
Audrey raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips, considering his words. Finally, she nodded. "That’s actually a good point. The gossip in Glen Vine is insane. Some places are just too small for privacy." She pointed at him with her spoon. "But did you ever consider that maybe you and Charlotte shouldn’t burn any bridges?"
He frowned at her, confused. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, she blushes every time she talks about you. I caught her making goo-goo eyes at you when you weren’t looking. And then I saw you making goo-goo eyes at her just now. Are you sure you want to set it up that you hate each other, when it’s not true?"
"She's made it clear she's not interested, no matter how 'goo-gooey' her eyes are. So it doesn't matter what people think." Kane winced as he recalled how fast Charlotte had moved to get away from him in the backyard.
Audrey tapped her lips with her spoon, thinking. "Oh, I think she's interested all right."
"You do?" Kane felt his cheeks burn at how eager he sounded.
Audrey chuckled. "Yeah, I do. But," she held up a finger, "she's not in a good place when it comes to men right now."
"You mean her ex?" He slumped back in his seat.
"As bad break-ups go, hers has to be the worst one in history." She shook her head. "Can you imagine? Getting dumped like that, and then being left to be attacked by a werewolf? I would swear off men forever."
"Do you think that's what Charlotte is doing?" Kane frowned. While he was somewhat comforted by the idea that Charlotte's reaction to him had more to do with her own relationship demons than anything he'd done wrong, he was still confused about how to handle it. Should he leave her alone? Run after her? Why didn't women come with decoder rings so men had a fighting chance?
Audrey waved her spoon at him. "No, because she's letting you get close. This thing with your
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