wrapped her in his arms
and whispered in her ear, “Where do you want to go? My truck? No backseat, but
it’ll do in a pinch.”
Melanie smacked his butt before pulling back and grabbing
his hand again. “No, dork. Let’s go to the library.”
“Ooh, dangerous. I would say I like it, but that librarian
has an annoying way of interrupting every time I try to kiss you.”
“Well, good thing I only want to talk,” she said flippantly
as she pulled him down the hall toward the library.
Jeremy yanked on her hand which sent her flying back toward
him to collide with his chest. He wrapped an arm around her waist and wound the
other hand up into her hair. He brought his lips close to hers, as close as
they could get without actually touching.
“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather go to my truck?” he asked.
His voice had dropped in pitch and had an edge of huskiness to it.
Melanie took a deep breath, feeling the heat rising to her
face. “I actually would,” she whispered. “But I really,” she paused and gave
him a quick peck on the lips before pulling away, “need to talk to you. I don’t
think we’ll get much talking done in your truck, so the library it is.”
She grabbed his hand and led him through the library door. She
walked straight to their normal seats in the back, sat down and pulled him down
next to her. He leaned in to kiss her again, but she put her hands on his chest
and pushed back.
“Not yet,” she said. “I want to hear how things went with
your parents last night. I tried to call you, but I got voicemail.”
Jeremy slouched back into the cushions. “Sorry, my phone
died and I forgot to plug it in.” He sighed and continued, “It didn’t go great.”
After he repeated the conversation to her, she looked at him
with a shocked expression on her face. She shook her head slowly and gripped
his hands.
“Wow. That’s just…crazy!”
“I know, right?”
“I can’t even...Not only are we both shifters, but we’re both descendants of alphas? How is this even real?”
“It is strange. It’s like some cosmic force in the universe
pulled us together.”
“Seriously? Cosmic force? You are such a goober.”
Jeremy laughed and pulled her in for a hug. She laid her
head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat for a few seconds before
speaking again.
“So, what did they say about the trip?”
“They said maybe, as long as they can meet your dad and he
can guarantee me protection.”
She pulled back quickly and looked at his face. “They said maybe?
Really?”
He smiled. “Yep.”
“Oh my God!” she squealed before launching herself onto his
lap.
She rained kisses all over his face before finally touching
her lips to his. Her grabbed her hair and held her face still so his mouth
could work its magic. Melanie was just starting to get into it when she heard a
throat clear behind her.
She pulled away and jumped back into her seat beside Jeremy.
With a hot face she looked up and met the blue eyes of Mrs. Fisher, the
librarian.
“I thought I saw you two sneak back here,” she said with a
slight smile on her wrinkled face. “Your lunch period is nearly over, so I
suggest you two skedaddle.”
“Yes, Mrs. Fisher,” Melanie mumbled as she stood up and
pulled Jeremy up with her. She towed him from the library as quickly as
possible, embarrassment eating her up.
When they reached the hall, Jeremy laughed and tugged her
toward him, throwing his arm over her shoulder. “I swear, that woman,” he said,
not bothering to finish the sentence.
Chapter 7
Two days later, Melanie paced her living room, anxiously
waiting for the doorbell to ring. Jeremy and his parents were due to show up
any minute for dinner. She was a nervous wreck, knowing her whole summer was
riding on this meeting.
They have to say yes, she thought.
Her mom walked into the room and put her hands on her hips,
saying, “Melanie, calm down. Everything is going to be fine.”
“What if they say no? I