Page 45 of Same Thing

“Whatever that was tonight. I could eat that every day for the rest of my life and die happy.”

She snorted and settled beside him again. “You’re easy to impress.”

“Mmm,” he rumbled. “You did good today.”

“Me? I did good at what?”

“At being you.” He said it with such genuine softness to his tone, it drew a blush to her cheeks. He really meant it.

“You like me, don’t you?”

“Very much,” he said, stroking a loose tress of hair out of her face once more. “I like you too much.”

“Is it bad?” she whispered.

He nodded. “We will figure it out.” He was quiet for a little while, and looked lost in thought before he said, “If you want to do your plan, we can. You can go to the police and move your life and see if you can curb Jackson from targeting you.”

“What if I can’t stop him?”

A slow smile took his lips but failed to reach his eyes. “He will be stopped either way, and you will be safe.”

“You’re dangerous, aren’t you?”

“Everyone’s dangerous,” he said.

“But you specifically. You became Alpha of this Pack because you are dangerous.”

“Because I can lead.”

“And because you can fight.”

“Would you look at me differently, I wonder? If you saw the wolf?”

“I don’t know. I thought Vic’s wolf was pretty neat.”

“Pretty neat,” Liam repeated in a teasing tone.

“Hey, that’s a great word. It doesn’t get used nearly enough these days. His wolf was neato-mosquito.”

Liam’s chuckle vibrated through his chest, where she was resting her hand. “You’re the cutest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

“What color is your wolf?” she asked.

“Black as night.” He offered the answer so easily, and a part of her wished she could see him right now.

“Can I see him someday?”

Liam didn’t answer right away, but his glowing blue eyes were so soft on her. “You won’t be scared?”

“Will he bite me?”

“Never,” he answered immediately.

She allowed a slow smile, and whispered, “I can’t wait to meet him then.”

Liam’s gaze lowered to her lips, and back up to her eyes. “I want you,” he said, and there was a rumble to his voice.

Her stomach fluttered with anticipation, and she whispered, “I…” But the rest of her words stayed lodged in her throat.