well, ever. Then again, he'd never been on a date with his mate either. His wolf was bounding around inside his head, giddy enough to nearly make his head ache, jumping for joy at how today had turned out. He'd been planning on taking things slowly once her brothers left, once it had been made clear that he wasn't going to get anywhere while they were around. It didn't seem like they had a personal objection to him, more just that they felt the need to hover and make him work for it. Like they would for any man that was interested in her. The fact that they didn't try to run him off, that they were taking the time to get to know him and make sure that Bethany did the same, was encouraging, but it had been driving his wolf crazy. Not to mention his body. The stories he'd heard about the biological imperative of the "mating call" hadn't been kidding. The first day hadn't been so bad, the second day he'd only had a hard-on when in her vicinity, but today he was starting to feel the need to always be in her vicinity. And if he'd taken some kind of male enhancer, he would have had to call his doctor over an hour ago because the damn thing didn't know when to quit. He'd been hard ever since Bethany had invited herself over for dinner.
