Page 47 of What If You & Me (Say Everything 2)

“My first werewolf kiss.” She lifted a brow. “Does this mean I’m going to turn at the full moon now?”

He smirked. “Nah, I think I’d have to bite you for that.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself.” She playfully poked him. “This has got to be a Crock-Pot experiment—cooked low and slow.”

He chuckled. “That’s the least sexy analogy I’ve ever heard. We’re a pot roast.”

She sniffed, affronted. “Pot roast can be very satisfying.”

He leaned down and kissed her gently, needing to take his own step forward, but he didn’t linger or push it further. “Yes, it can.”

She rubbed her lips together and gave him a look that damn near melted his insides. “You’re pretty good at that, neighbor.”

“I try.”

She gave his T-shirt a little tug and then stepped backward. “Well, I’m going to get out of your hair. My people will be in touch with your people to arrange our next cook-and-watch. And we still need to take that WorkAround tour.”

“You don’t need to leave, you know.” He jutted a thumb toward the grocery bags. “I could cook us something now.”

She gave him a little smile. “No, I better go. Today’s been a big day. I need some time.”

“Understood,” he said with a nod.

She stepped forward and gave him another quick kiss. “Bye for now.”

He watched her walk out, hips swaying, dress dancing around her legs, and marveled at the turn of events. He didn’t know what strange universe he’d landed in, but he hoped to stay a while.