a zoo once. I wanted to reach through the bars to pet it so bad. I even snuck away from Mom and Barry so I could go and watch it some more. Took them an hour to find me. Or to notice I was even gone, not sure. I begged them for a Siberian Husky after that, but Momâs allergic.â I chuckle. âDefine irony, huh? A woman allergic to dogs ends up married to a werewolf. She was literally allergic to her husband. Maybe thatâs why she kicked him to the curb.â
âIt wouldnât have affected her. He would have been locked up, away from her, in wolf form unless on pack property. Itâs the law.â
I stand up to look at him, brow furrowed. âWhy? Are you that dangerous?â
âWeâre like any other wild animal. Caution is required.â
âThat must put a damper on the old love life, huh? Most women wonât even tolerate hairy backs, let alone fur all over. Not to mention how to even tell her. âHey, babe, Iâm a mythical crea ture who wants to eat you at least once a month.â Imagine itâd be a deal breaker for a lot of chicks. Unless youâre a player, then you donât really need to tell them.â
âA player?â
âYou know: wham, bam, thank you maâam, gotta jam?â He blinks. âOne-night stands? Casual sex? Sex, then you never see her again?â Oh, please donât let him be a virgin. Even I have some scruples.
âOh. I attempted casual sex on one occasion at Tateâs urging. I did not enjoy it. It was ⦠hollow. I did not particularly like her beyond the physical.â
âSo youâre a romantic,â I say with approval. âDonât meet many of you anymore. Makes sense, though. Arenât wolves monogamous?â
Even in the dim light I can see him turning away from me. âYes.â
âSo, you just havenât found her yet. Donât worry, Iâm sure you will.â I float flat on my back again. âDoesnât mean you canât have fun in the meantime. Just because you didnât like something once doesnât mean you should give up on it. I hated veggie burgers at first, now I love them. If at first you donât succeed, try, try again and all. Thatâs my motto. Like marriage. I had a crappy first one, doesnât mean I donât want to try it again should the opportunity arise.â
âI do not wish to continue with this topic of conversation.â
Damn. âThen what do you want to talk about, Blondie?â I flip over and start stroking toward him from the far end of the pool. âCome on. Ask me anything.â I rest my chin on the edge of the pool and gaze up at him with wide eyes and a sex kitten pout thatâs brought many a man to his knees. Literally. âI promise to tell the truth even. You must have a million questions for your long-lost little sister. Come on. Iâm an open book. Start reading, handsome.â
His eyes narrow a little to study me for artifice. This cat really needs to work on his trust issues, and thatâs coming from me . When they return to normal size, he asks, âWhy do you hate yourself?â
âUh â¦â Okay, not expecting that. I have no idea what to say except, âI-I-I donât hate myself. Why the hell would you think that?â
âIâve watched you. You donât take care of your body. You donât eat, you drink too much, you engage in reckless behavior, you ⦠give yourself freely to strangers. In my experience only people who have little regard for their life engage in such activity. Even when you sing, the majority of the time there is no joy in it. I wonder why.â
With every fiber of my being I want Donovan to show up and shoot Jason or me or both of us in the fucking head. Donât care which, so long as I do not have to answer that question or be examined by his apathetic eyes. This isnât fun anymore. If I wanted a therapy session, Iâd
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