heat on her face for a far different reason other than embarrassment. She watched as Jason’s pupils dilated, his nostrils flared, and she heard his low rumbling growl. He knew … he knew exactly what he and his brother were doing to her, and by the slight quirk of his lips, she also knew he seemed pleased.
“What I wouldn’t give to be there right now.” The longing in Donovan’s voice matched her own longing to have them both beside her.
She heard him sigh and then she heard another sound, a fleeting one, but his slight growl from pain was unmistakable to her with her experience. “Are you hurt, Donovan?”
“No, I’m fine, angel,” he tried to reassure her, but she wasn’t buying it.
Jason held his hand out for the phone. “What happened?” Seconds later, Jason let out a booming laugh. “All right, all right. I won’t.” Turning to April, he held the phone out to her and said, “He’s fine. Don’t worry. He wants to say goodbye to you.”
She still wasn’t reassured, however. “I don’t know if Jason told you,” she began when she put the phone back up to her ear, “but I am a nurse. I have experience with shifter physiology as well. I could take a look at you.”
“You’re a sweetheart, and full of surprises, but really, I will be completely fine.” Donovan paused for a moment before adding, “Although, come to think of it, I think I’d like you playing nursemaid.”
“Oh … my…” She felt her heart race and the temperature in the room rising with the images his words produced. She couldn’t even look at Jason, despite how acutely aware she was of his presence, afraid that she might start removing her clothing right there in the diner.
“I’ll see you soon, April.”
After they ended the call, April took a few deep breaths to get a hold of herself, and then she passed Jason’s phone back to him. She managed to look at him and saw in his eyes what probably reflected in hers—longing and desire.
“Do you have a picture of Donovan?” she croaked out huskily.
Jason searched through his phone and quickly produced a photo of his brother, which only added fuel to her already blazing fire for them both. Donovan was just as gorgeous as his brother.
“I see the resemblance, especially your eyes,” she remarked while still admiring his photograph. They had the same cut and color of their eyes, complemented with thick long lashes. Donovan’s hair was dark, though, cropped short, in contrast to Jason’s lighter, longer locks.
“Smile,” Jason said when she finally gave him back his phone. He took her picture and immediately texted it to Donovan. They both laughed when Donovan texted back three identical emoticons—smiley faces with hearts for eyes. “I think he likes you,” Jason added with a wink.
“I like him, too,” she replied shyly. “I like you both very much.” She must have left her filter at home, she thought. Apparently, she could not contain the thoughts in her head, but fortunately, instead of scaring Jason away, it seemed to be bringing him closer, close enough where she could inch slightly forward and brush her lips against his.
“Will you come home with me, April?” She reveled in the feel of his warm breath against her skin. “Donovan and I will behave. I promise. I just don’t think I can bear the thought of saying goodnight to you yet.”
“I’m not so sure I could behave, though,” she mumbled, but of course, Jason heard her.
He growled low in the back of his throat, and then his lips were on her. Warm soft lips, demanding and hungry for her. She moaned embarrassingly into his mouth when his tongue finally touched hers, but she couldn’t care less. She wanted him. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled herself closer to him and deepened their kiss with fervor. Then she felt something completely foreign to her, a tingling in her gums and teeth. Like the impulse she had earlier to inhale his scent, she suddenly wanted to bite. To mark