“What? You’re not going to rush me off to the bedroom?” Her attempt at humor fell flat. He hesitated once she’d dropped into a chair at the table in the dining room. Her gut churned on seeing his expression. Surely, he wasn’t going to ask her to marry him, to mate officially? Although she was tempted, she couldn’t tie herself to one man. Cripes, how was she going to handle him if he asked her to mate? Felix dropped into the seat opposite her. “Last night when I was walking to my car I saw a strange woman, someone I didn’t recognize.” Oh god. Tomasine bounded to her feet, her gaze darting around the lounge and kitchen area and the portion of the back lawn she could see from where she stood, as if the stranger were in sight. Illogical, but adrenaline pumped through her veins along with the need for flight. Tomasine inhaled deeply. Keep it together. You can do this. “What did she look like? Where did she go?” Her questions held clear panic despite her deep breath and attempt at calmness.
