Did he expect her to lie for him in front of all these people?“It’s okay,” he said, beginning to unbutton his shirt. “I should have been honest all along.” Someone—probably Frank—wolf-whistled when Charlie slipped his shirt off his shoulders. “Will you take these?” he asked, handing over his shirt and his cane. When she got close enough, he laid a hand on her shoulder to steady both of them. “I thought you weren’t going to do this,” she whispered.“What, and be outshone by my girl?” He gave her a quick kiss, causing other whistles to join Frank’s. “You better step back.” She did. Though she had seen Charlie transform a couple of times, it never ceased to fascinate her. It seemed to be happening faster now, or perhaps he was rushing. Either way, it was only a few seconds before a few girls screamed in alarm at the sight of Charlie’s muscles tearing and twisting under his skin. When he dropped to all fours and started sprouting a thick pelt of fur, people gasped and scurried to their feet.
