“Perfect. I’ll let you lift the couch.”
Her cheeks hurt, she was grinning so broadly as she returned, “Ah, how chivalrous of you.”
“You know it.”
An hour later, Sophia, Morgan, and Jamie met Kane outside of a furniture store. The first thing Sophia noticed, was that while she felt a flutter in her belly at the first sight of Kane, she still didn’t feel that weird scratch under her skin like she continued to feel around Morgan, even if it was now to a lesser degree. How odd. He was definitely one of the Born, that wasn’t in question, but instead of her dragon warning her of a possible threat, the beast was practically sighing at the sight of the man.
“This is going to be fun,” Jamie gleefully spoke up, rubbing her hands together.
“I bought a few things online last night, next day delivery.”
“What did you get?” Morgan asked curiously, as they entered the store, staged like rooms to best showcase their wares.
“Treadmill, elliptical, weight bench, all the trimmings. Let me tell you, after that order, Nautilus is loving me right now.”
Morgan let out a little chuckle. “Priorities, I see. Most people furnish their bedrooms and living rooms first.”
Kane shot Morgan an unabashed grin that made Sophia’s heart do a weird little stutter as he excitedly added, “Oh! I also got some sweet wooden targets for hatchet throwing.”
Sophia’s eyebrows shot to her hairline. “Hatchet throwing?”
“Oh, yeah. Great fun. You’ll have to try it.”
Feeling those stomach flutters intensify, and blaming hunger rather than attraction, Sophia dug into her purse for a handful of nuts. Which, of course, had Kane looking at her bag with that delighted grin of his that only turned those butterflies into what felt like rioting squirrels.
“More snacks? What’d you bring today?”
Her mind went blank and she had to look. “Peanuts and raisins, M&M’s, and Twizzlers.”
“Ooh. Can I have a Twizzler?”
Pulling the pack out so he could grab one, she was momentarily struck dumb as he winked at her and said, “Thank you.”
Kane Fletcher, she decided, was positively lethal.
“I like this couch,” Jamie said from across the room. “What do you think, Kane?”
Grateful not to have all that charm and magnetism focused on her as Kane turned away to see what Jamie had found, Sophia took a moment to regain her equilibrium before she rejoined the others.
Kane dubiously eyed the pale cream-colored couch upholstered in a fabric that looked rather shiny before turning to glance at Sophia. “What do you think?”
Shrugging, she joined Jamie on the cushions with a little bounce. “It’s definitely comfortable. Nice and squishy.”
“Squishy?” Kane didn’t know if he wanted a squishy couch, though comfortable sounded nice. Honestly, shopping for furniture had simply been an excuse for him to call Sophia and see her again.While he appreciated the females' opinions on the furniture, he could have easily set Edward on the task. His clerk would have been in raptures that Kane trusted him to decorate his home. Not that Kane cared about color schemes or how the decor flowed. As long as he had food, and a place to lay his head, he was good. Hell, he’d been sleeping in cheap hotel rooms or catching Z’s in the back of the SUV for years. Anything more than that was a luxury.
The dragon, however, intrigued him and he could finally understand what had attracted Morgan to Travis if she had experienced something similar. He hadn't been able to get Sophia out of his head, had barely slept, a fact which had nothing to do with the hard floors of his new house and everything to do with the woman currently testing out a recliner.
Once again, she had all her hair tucked up under a ball cap and his fingers itched to pull it off. Would her hair tumble down her back in waves or be a smooth length of straight locks? What color was it? Was it a brown, streaked with blonde, like her brother’s hair, or a darker hue now thanks to her years in stasis?
Her eyes, he knew, were a lovely golden brown, but he longed to see them without the shadow of the bill. Her form was a little on the thin side, but that was to beexpected considering she'd spent five years encased in stone. She wouldn’t be that way for long. Man, the woman could eat, a fact Kane happened to love. Food was awesome. It was also meant to be enjoyed, and he had always hated it when he took a woman out and they picked at their meal like a bird then batted their eyes and said they were full when he could clearly hear their stomachs stating otherwise. What was the point of that?
Not Sophia, though. She was a woman who appreciated food almost as much as he did. The way her eyes had practically rolled back in her head yesterday when she’d first bitten into that sandwich he’d gotten for her, the way she’d groaned in enjoyment. Oh, yeah. That was sexy. He’d had to talk Kane Junior down before everyone became aware of exactly how turned on he’d been.
He was willing to bet that once Sophia’s body was back to full health, she'd be spectacular, probably needing to beat back horny wolves with a stick if she stayed on pack lands. The thought made him growl with an overwhelming surge of possessiveness that, in all his many years, he'd never before experienced.
Sophia St. John, he decided, was dangerous. Good thing Kane happened to like danger. Now, the question was, how did one woo a dragon? Glancing down at the leather hobo bag stuffed with snacks, Kane grinned as an idea began to form.
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