The Werewolf Wears Prada (Entangled Covet) (San Francisco Wolf Pack) by Kristin Miller

complimentary tickets from the company. I wasn’t going to attend, but if you already have a date, and Melina doesn’t have a ticket, why not?”
    “Yeah,” Hayden breathed. “Why not…”
    “Perfect!” Ruby clapped, and held her hands over her heart. “Ah, to be young and in love again.”
    “I don’t know who you’re referring to,” Hayden said, “but nobody here is in love.”
    “Not yet, maybe,” she said, coming to stand beside him. “But soon.”
    “So?” Gabriel lightly bumped Melina in the shoulder. “What do you think?”
    Although it seemed absolutely ridiculous, the idea of getting glammed up for a night out thrilled her.
    “I don’t see the harm in it.” She raised her gaze to meet Hayden’s. Damn, if there wasn’t fire burning in those depths. “Our relationship is business-only, right?”
    Say no. Say you want me for yourself. Don’t let me go with your friend.
    His eyes narrowed and his lips pressed into a hard, white line. “Right.”
    She understood completely now. He was still undecided when it came to her, and he always would be. He wanted to kiss her, yet push her away. Tease her and play with her emotions. Going to the benefit with Gabriel was out of the question, but he didn’t want to take her himself.
    To hell with him.
    She deserved someone who would want to stand at her side, and wouldn’t be able to handle the thought of another man taking her out.
    She deserved better.
    “I’m glad we’re on the same page,” she said, and then turned her attention toward Gabriel. “I’d love to go with you.”

Chapter Eleven
    Looking out her living room window over Haight Street, Melina pounded away at her keyboard. She only had an hour before Gabriel arrived to pick her up, and wanted to jot down her notes for Hayden’s article.
    “Initial thoughts,” she read aloud as she typed. “Loyal 49er fan…to his own detriment. Seems stressed after work meetings, which is contrary to the laid-back vibe he tries to give off.” She took a long drag on the straw of her Frappuccino. It was sweet, with extra whip and absolutely perfect. She needed the caffeine to get her through the night. “Drives fast, probably recklessly. Kisses like a pro, probably does other things like one too.” She deleted the last part and took a bite of the Ghirardelli square next to her coffee. She needed the chocolate so she didn’t gorge on sweets at the event and look like a cow. She swiped the caramel off her lip. Better to look like a cow in private, she decided. “Long eyelashes, dreamy eyes.”
    Delete, delete, delete.
    After making notes about the overall feel of his office, including that amazing wolf picture, Melina crafted fanciful stores about the football game and the day at the office that made Hayden look like a knight.
    He helped a woman up the stairs at the stadium and opened doors for women in the office.
    What a gentleman.
    On the way into the shop, he’d pulled out his wallet and handed a homeless man fifty dollars. On Thursday, he arranged for one of the top lawyers in Dean, Hyde, & Hammer to handle a large case pro bono during his morning business meeting. She hadn’t been present when he made the deal, but she’d read the memo on his desk.
    What a generous soul.
    Someone needed to hand her a freaking crown—she was officially the Queen of Bullshit.
    But then she really got down to the nitty-gritty. She researched donations and grants given by Angus Dean or any part of his company. And then she wrote about Hayden’s volunteer work, about Minnie and the care he’d given her. It was only one day, one time, one dog, yet she couldn’t help but feel as if he’d had a real impact that day.
    She uploaded the photo of Hayden holding Minnie and saved it to her computer with the caption: Beauty and the… Beast ?
    Trying not to think about how Hayden had shifted in her mind, Melina shut down her laptop and showered for her date. After drying off, she hooked a towel around her body so