Because he’s a freaking dominant, hot-as-hellfire dragon shifter who keeps her body revved up with just a look. That’s why.
She’d never met anyone like him, so naturally, she wouldn’t know how to act around him. Plus, he probably had some unnatural shifter attraction that was much more advanced than human chemistry, and he was probably using that on her, and everything was fine. He had probably just used some special shifter pheromones on her last night and got her a little addicted to him, but everything would steady out! She would stop feeling obsessed with him with a little distance.
At least, that was what she was going to tell herself.
Chapter Eight
Tammy Ray was messing with Tawk’s dragon.
He’d barely been able to contain his possessive growl any time she’d talked to other males at the bake sale, and this wasn’t like him. He didn’t care.
He didn’t have feelings.
He didn’t need to be around her.
A moment of panic consumed him and he checked his pocket that the coaster she’d written her phone number on was still in his pocket. It was still there.
Heart hammering, he picked up his phone to text her but then changed his mind and set it in the cupholder of his truck. He needed to stop.
Last night had been enough. He’d touched her, he’d had a release, he’d relieved some tension for both of them, and then he’d left. That was the deal—no strings attached.
A knock sounded on his window, and a long hiss escaped him as he jerked his attention to it.
To his surprise, there stood Tammy, with her hands formally placed behind her back.
He rolled down his window, relieved to be near her again.
He waited for her to say something, but she didn’t. Instead, she held her closed fist out, hovering it just inside the open window.
Slowly, he held his palm under her fist, and she dropped a small, brown, smooth rock onto his hand.
The little thing pulsed with some power he didn’t understand as he stared at it. “I told you not to give me presents,” he said softly.
“I don’t like being told what to do.” And then Tammy Ray turned and left without another word. She did, however, look back over her shoulder with a naughty smile etched onto her pretty face.
Did she know what she was doing? Did she understand what she’d given him?
Tawk closed his hand around the small rock and relaxed back against his seat as he watched her disappear behind an SUV on the way back to her own 4Runner.
Trouble.
Tammy was trouble.
Keep it, the dragon rumbled across his mind.
Tawk exhaled a sigh and shoved it deep into his pocket to join forces with the damn coaster.
He was going to have to buy bigger jeans with deeper pockets if she didn’t stop making these very bad decisions.
He threw his truck into drive and pulled out of the grass parking lot, and when he looked in his rearview mirror, Tammy Ray was right behind him in her 4Runner.
What he hadn’t told her last night or this morning was that his wings had never come out before when he’d been with a woman. What he hadn’t told her was he couldn’t sleep last night after he got back to the hotel, because his head wouldn’t stop spinning around thoughts of her.
What he hadn’t told her was that he didn’t feel sick today, or lost. He didn’t even feel disappointed that Jess wasn’t here today.
What he hadn’t told her was he was feeling…feeling… Well, he wasfeeling, and that was a problem for a very human Tammy Ray.
He was the worst thing that could ever happen to her, just as his father had been for his mother.
