down to Earth.
“Ah ha!”
Anna jumped at his near shout.
“See? You’re using pet names.” He waved a finger at her. “None of those, remember?”
“Albatross is not a pet name.”
“It’s a term of affection.”
“You’re delusional.”
“He is not.” Sherry plunked Anna’s Coke on the table, causing some of it to slosh over the rim. “Alpha Montross is one of the best men on the planet.”
Colton snickered. “She’s teasing, Sherry. It’s okay. Have you met Anna Belky?”
“No.”
Anna noticed the girl was careful to place Colton’s water without spilling a drop. Great. She’d already made an enemy of a shifter person. Just what she needed.
“Anna, Sherry. Sherry, Anna. Sherry and her family are part of the pack. Her father got caught in a snare last night. Marc and I were able to extract him when we were out for a run.”
“And it’s already healed?” Anna couldn’t help but raise her voice.
Colton shrugged. “We’re part wolves. The shifting process somehow heals most injuries. Sometimes illnesses, too, but we don’t get sick often.”
“Must be nice. Took me four weeks and several more of therapy to get over my broken ankle two years ago.”
Colton’s eyes took on a strange glowy hue, and he literally growled. “Why did you have a broken ankle?”
“Relax, Albatross. Skiing accident. Me and skis don’t play well together. I always end up on the injured side of the game.”
“You really shouldn’t call him that. He’s our alpha.” Sherry’s lip had curled in the corner, and if looks could kill…
Anna sighed. “You’re right. He caught me at a bad moment yesterday, and I couldn’t remember his name and that’s what came out.” She turned from Sherry to Colton, who was grinning, the jerk. “ Not a pet name.”
“What can I get for you?” Sherry’s growl caused Anna to jump.
Colton really needed to look into Sherry’s infatuation with him. Anna was sure her eyeballs were about to be clawed out by the petite waitress.
Colton raised a brow, waiting for Anna to order first. She’d do anything to get Sherry to quit looking at her as if she’d rather tear her to shreds than serve her.
“Two Maid-Rites with mustard and pickle, please.” She saw no use in trying to eat like a rabbit in front of him. If he didn’t approve of her choice in food, he could stuff it where the sun don’t shine.
“Mustard and pickle, huh?”
“It’s Maid-Rite. If it isn’t mustard and pickle, then it’s not Maid-Rite . Get it?”
Marc put both hands up. “Hey, I agree. I just pegged you for a cheese smotherer.”
“Ew.”
He chuckled before answering the waitress. “Same for me, Sherry.”
Without bothering to write it down, Sherry turned with a sniff and walked off, leaving Anna wondering who’d pissed in her cornflakes that morning.
“Well. I didn’t win any points with her.”
“She’ll live.”
“She totally has a crush on you,” Anna mentioned again. “Might need to wipe the slobber off your side of the table.”
Colton threw his head back and laughed before growing serious. “She knows the score, and any feelings she may have toward me, she knows won’t be reciprocated.”
Anna crossed her arms on the table and leaned forward to sip from her Coke. The fizz sliding down her throat made her moan. Some places just served better Coke than others. And fountain definitely beat canned, hands down. “How does she know that? Girls crush on boys all the time. Get their little hearts stomped on every day.”
“She knows because if she were my mate, I would have already taken her. And kept her.” His voice dropped an octave. Became more seductive. Made her shiver. “Our kind knows instinctively who our other half is. Or in mine and Marc’s case, our third. If you weren’t human, we wouldn’t have to woo you. We’d take you to bed and make you ours, no questions asked.”
Fascinating. “And if the female doesn’t want you as a mate?”
Colton
“Ah ha!”
Anna jumped at his near shout.
“See? You’re using pet names.” He waved a finger at her. “None of those, remember?”
“Albatross is not a pet name.”
“It’s a term of affection.”
“You’re delusional.”
“He is not.” Sherry plunked Anna’s Coke on the table, causing some of it to slosh over the rim. “Alpha Montross is one of the best men on the planet.”
Colton snickered. “She’s teasing, Sherry. It’s okay. Have you met Anna Belky?”
“No.”
Anna noticed the girl was careful to place Colton’s water without spilling a drop. Great. She’d already made an enemy of a shifter person. Just what she needed.
“Anna, Sherry. Sherry, Anna. Sherry and her family are part of the pack. Her father got caught in a snare last night. Marc and I were able to extract him when we were out for a run.”
“And it’s already healed?” Anna couldn’t help but raise her voice.
Colton shrugged. “We’re part wolves. The shifting process somehow heals most injuries. Sometimes illnesses, too, but we don’t get sick often.”
“Must be nice. Took me four weeks and several more of therapy to get over my broken ankle two years ago.”
Colton’s eyes took on a strange glowy hue, and he literally growled. “Why did you have a broken ankle?”
“Relax, Albatross. Skiing accident. Me and skis don’t play well together. I always end up on the injured side of the game.”
“You really shouldn’t call him that. He’s our alpha.” Sherry’s lip had curled in the corner, and if looks could kill…
Anna sighed. “You’re right. He caught me at a bad moment yesterday, and I couldn’t remember his name and that’s what came out.” She turned from Sherry to Colton, who was grinning, the jerk. “ Not a pet name.”
“What can I get for you?” Sherry’s growl caused Anna to jump.
Colton really needed to look into Sherry’s infatuation with him. Anna was sure her eyeballs were about to be clawed out by the petite waitress.
Colton raised a brow, waiting for Anna to order first. She’d do anything to get Sherry to quit looking at her as if she’d rather tear her to shreds than serve her.
“Two Maid-Rites with mustard and pickle, please.” She saw no use in trying to eat like a rabbit in front of him. If he didn’t approve of her choice in food, he could stuff it where the sun don’t shine.
“Mustard and pickle, huh?”
“It’s Maid-Rite. If it isn’t mustard and pickle, then it’s not Maid-Rite . Get it?”
Marc put both hands up. “Hey, I agree. I just pegged you for a cheese smotherer.”
“Ew.”
He chuckled before answering the waitress. “Same for me, Sherry.”
Without bothering to write it down, Sherry turned with a sniff and walked off, leaving Anna wondering who’d pissed in her cornflakes that morning.
“Well. I didn’t win any points with her.”
“She’ll live.”
“She totally has a crush on you,” Anna mentioned again. “Might need to wipe the slobber off your side of the table.”
Colton threw his head back and laughed before growing serious. “She knows the score, and any feelings she may have toward me, she knows won’t be reciprocated.”
Anna crossed her arms on the table and leaned forward to sip from her Coke. The fizz sliding down her throat made her moan. Some places just served better Coke than others. And fountain definitely beat canned, hands down. “How does she know that? Girls crush on boys all the time. Get their little hearts stomped on every day.”
“She knows because if she were my mate, I would have already taken her. And kept her.” His voice dropped an octave. Became more seductive. Made her shiver. “Our kind knows instinctively who our other half is. Or in mine and Marc’s case, our third. If you weren’t human, we wouldn’t have to woo you. We’d take you to bed and make you ours, no questions asked.”
Fascinating. “And if the female doesn’t want you as a mate?”
Colton
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