told you, I need a moment of your time.”
“You said five minutes and I said no. After which you trail me here. What
“Give me my five minutes?” She rolled her eyes. “Perhaps you would like to
sit, rest your leg.”
Her expression grew angry. “I’m not an invalid and I suggest you change
the ‘tude if you don’t want to lose your family jewels.”
Feisty. And not swooning over him. He took a chance and reached for her.
Were she wolf he would have sworn her eyes changed. “To the side?”
She led the way and he found he was staring at her ass and tried to stop.
“Do you really not know who I am?”
“Besides my apparent new stalker? No.”
“I’m your husband and I need you to sign some papers so we can be
divorced, in order for me to marry my mate.”
the flashing and strobe lights from the party he watched her expression.
She blinked. Once. Twice. Three times.