Twists and turns of the adopted and pieced together family tree are a bit odd in my case. Not bad, but unusual came to mind. Toss in a few abilities and it became a melting pot with a unique flavor. Most men would run for their very lives just hearing about a few of the more interesting members, let alone the whole kit and caboodle. The family might be atypical, but I wouldn't hear of replacing a single one of them. When life gave you lemons, they helped squeeze them into lemonade."I caught the scent of shifters at your house." He paused at a light before driving onward.He knew I hated those long pauses and still did it on purpose. As hard as I tried to bite my lip, I finally gave in after a few seconds. "I have brothers who are shapeshifters," I answered because I couldn't resist the temptation not to, but I didn't have to give details."But you're human." He glanced in my direction, reaching out that hand to rest on my leg again.I focused on his hand, those long, strong fingers that wrapped around my jean-clad knee.
