There were no flakes falling right now, but the wind cut through his coat and made him shiver. He couldn't believe she looked so comfortable in the cold. She didn't even have her hood up."I said so,” was her only response.Although he didn't believe her for a minute, he didn't have the heart to call her a liar aloud. Especially not after she'd forgiven him for not knowing her name. His manners might be rough, but he did have some. Even an idiot knew to get a woman's name before bedding her. Yet somehow, while he'd spent the day making love to her spectacular body, the thought had never crossed his mind. To be honest, thinking hadn't been a high priority, not when there was so much to feel.Now he wanted to get to know her better. If she liked to pretend she was some kind of mythical shifter, then he'd play along."If you can become a bear, why were you running on two feet when I found you?” he asked."To help disguise my scent and throw off Tartok and Cikuq. I swam a great distance in my bear form and carried my clothes and snowshoes in my mouth.”
