“Then in that case, you need to relax, and you also need to spend some time with her,” Jake said.
“I will. When she calls.”
“If she’s your mate, your wolf won’t allow prolonged distance.”
This made Liam turn to Jake. He was the alpha, but being unmated, this was all new to him.
“How do you mean?”
“You said it’s been a couple of days since you last saw her, right?”
“Yes.”
“Your thoughts are about her? Have they diminished to nothing or are they getting stronger? Are you finding yourself thinking about her all the time? Those thoughts becoming more of a sexual nature? You want her more than anything else in the world?”
“What are you getting at?” Liam asked, feeling a little uncomfortable with how apt he was.
“Because if she’s your mate and if your wolf accepts that, it’s only going to get worse. Distance doesn’t help with a mated couple. You’re going to have to spend time with her, a lot of time. I don’t know if this is the same with human women. For us, me, Eli, and Ben, we’ve talked. We were all consumed with our need for our woman. It was like a fire burning beneath our skin, and we couldn’t put it out. Only when we were around our woman would it help. If you don’t visit this female soon, your wolf could snap, and make that decision for you. Last time I checked, one of us with our wolf in charge is not a pretty sight.”
“I’d never hurt her.”
“No, but seeing your wolf before she’s ready, could damage her for life. You know this.”
“She loves wolves.”
Jake laughed. “When they’re pretty, furry animals, not when they’re trying to mate you.” Jake slapped his shoulder. “Think about it.”
****
Rebecca glanced at her cell phone and gritted her teeth. She’d been wanting to call Liam several times now, but each time she was worried that she’d sound more like a stalker. Were women supposed to make the first move after a date? How did she know the date went well? Did it go well? Toward the end of the night, he seemed to want to end it quite quickly.
Was that normal?
“Shut up!” She pressed her hands to her face. The computer screen glared at her with the next edit she must complete, and still, she was dragging her ass. She couldn’t focus when all she could think about was Liam.
Tipping her head back, she took a deep breath, and tried to relax.
It was impossible to do.
How could she relax, not knowing what to expect?
There was no way she’d be able to finish her work. Leaving her computer, she walked to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. Uncapping the lid, she took a long swig, all the time staring at her very silent phone.
Women weren’t supposed to make the call, right? Would he just show up Thursday?
Rubbing her forehead, she tried to think of something else, of anyone else. Even the hero in the story she was currently editing had started to look like Liam. In fact, most of her thoughts were dominated by one man and one man alone.
“Stop being crazy.” She walked back over to her computer, sat down, and stared, her fingers poised over the keyboard. She read the first line and nothing.
For thirty minutes she kept reading over that first line, and still she couldn’t think of what to edit or write. None of the words were sinking in. This edit had been sitting in her inbox for three days. She normally had edits completed in no time, especially first round edits.
Picking up her cell phone, she ran her thumb across the screen, and brought up his number. Even as she shook her head, she pressed the call button, waiting.
If he didn’t answer she’d either hang up or leave a message.
Starting to sound desperate.
Do you think other women call their dates?
What if he doesn’t like me? Was he brushing me off by bringing me home early?
He felt that connection. I know he did.
“Hello,” Liam said. His deep voice made her melt in her chair.
She’d never been connected to any man in her life, but just hearing him talk was enough to get her going. With being socially awkward, dating was out of the question. With no dating, sex was also out of the question. She could watch all the porn she liked, or dating shows, but not once had she gotten the chance to actually be with someone.
Liam, however, featured in a lot of her fantasies.
“Hey,” she said. “It’s me, Rebecca. You know, we went on a date the other night.” Please stop rambling, or you’re going to make me sound like a loser.
“How could I forget? I’ve been wanting to call you. I’m so sorry I’ve not been in touch.”
“You did? Don’t worry about it. I know we’ve got a lot on our plates. I’ve got this edit I really need to do.” She was rambling again. What a way to bore a guy.
“I want to go out with you again,” he said.
“You do?” Don’t act so surprised. You had an awesome time.
“Do you want to go out with me again?”
His voice sounded so good. Delicious and deep. Her pussy grew slick just by listening to him, and not only that, she didn’t want him to stop talking.
“Rebecca?”
“Yes, I’d love to go out with you.”
“That’s good, because I’m standing outside your door right now.”
“Wait? What?” She looked behind her and stumbled across her living room, heading out into the corridor to check through the peephole. He was there. Holy shit! Liam stood outside her front door. He looked so sexy in the jeans and shirt he wore. The shirt was short sleeves, so she got a good look at his very muscular arms.
Her tits felt heavy, and the nipples tightened. She didn’t know what was happening, but she opened the door, smiling at him. Turning off her phone, she didn’t avert her gaze, not once. “You’re here.”
“I’m here. I was just passing through.”
“You were?”
“No, I wasn’t. I’m not very good with these things.” He held up his cell phone. “They tend to piss me off, and when I want to see someone, I like looking them in the face. You’re a very beautiful woman. I hope you don’t mind.”
“I tend to prefer these things, but for you, I’m more than happy to make an exception.” She glanced down at her sweatpants and shirt. Her hair wasn’t even brushed. She’d pulled it up on top of her head in a messy bun. “Shit, erm, I’m not dressed for you right now.”
“You’re going to send me away for you to look different?”
“I look like a slob.”
“You look more than okay for me.”
“Okay, no one can be that charming all in one.” She rested her head against the door, watching him.
“Will you invite me in?”
“Are you a vampire?” She closed her eyes and shook her head. “You know what, scrap that. I don’t seem to be thinking quite so clearly today. I’m putting it down to a lack of sugar.”
“I’m not a vampire.”
“Come on in then.” She stepped behind the door and rubbed at her temple.
He’s hot, and you’re going to send him away with your weirdness. Get a grip, Rebecca.
Closing the door, she leaned against it.