When She's Wary (Risdaverse, #11)

by Ruby Dixon

It’s that wicked casualness of his that makes me crazy with lust.

I’m not sure why my human girlfriend is crying when I get home that day.

So finding Tabitha in the center of the floor in what looks like a puddle of cattle as she cries and hugs one of them? It’s not how I imagined our evening going.

We’ll go over there, I think. What should I wear?” “Now or tomorrow?” Confused, I pause and study him. “Wait, what do you mean now or tomorrow?” “Tomorrow, you can wear whatever, because you’re beautiful and you smell gorgeous.” He stalks toward me like I’m his prey. “Tonight, I’d like for you to wear nothing.” “Nothing?” I echo. “And I’ll wear your thighs over my shoulders.”