Two could play that game. I gentlysqueezed.
Hankhissed.
But it wasn't inpain.
"Are you okay?" I askedinnocently.
"Fine," he said. "Justfine."
Charity's brows drew together in concern. "Was it the appetizer? Is your stomachokay?"
Hank forced a laugh. I stroked the length of him through his pants. He pressed his lips together. I noticed he had not moved his hand from overmine.
"I'm fine. Just getting really hungry." Hank's hand ventured over and onto the top of mythigh.
We had tostop.
This was getting out of hand. We were in a public restaurant for crying outloud.
"Me, too," Charity said. "I feel like I've been hungry for days." She bent her head to look at her phone. Perfect datebehavior.
Hank's gaze met mine. "Me too," hesaid.
We both knew he wasn't talking about thefood.
Wooboy.
Thankfully the waiter chose that moment to deliver the third round of drinks I'd placed before Charity had crashed our party. Hank loosened his hand from mine and I regretfully pulled away. I needed to focus on anything but what just happened. I took a long pull of my margarita and allowed the frigid drink to replace some of the heat I'd justexperienced.
"This dating agency," Charity asked, coming back around to our conversation before we got so sidetracked, "they find you your soul mate? I've heard of them but I'm pretty newhere."
I nodded. "Supposedly. They work in secret. It's...odd. They contact you and from what everyone tells me things just sort of fall into place. Though not always perfectly atfirst."
She frowned. Even that was pretty. "What if you don't like eachother?"
Hank was staring atme.
"Then I can only assume you aren't soul mates." I took another long drink. "I received a puppy and aletter."
"A puppy?" she practicallysquealed.
"I named her Margo. She's prettyamazing."
"But why did they give you apuppy?"
I had no idea. "Maybe they thought I needed one? Maybe it was part of the package? Even if I don't find my soulmate, I'm keeping her." And I was. Margo had annoyingly wormed her way into myheart.
"Have you met himyet?"
Hank's eyes were burning a hole in the side of my face. "Yes, I haven't heard this part. Have you methim?"
I bared my teeth in a grin. "I'm not sure. Today I had a strange visit from a handsome vampire. He showed up again tonight and we hadcoffee."
Hank stiffened beside me. "He did?" he asked and I could practically hear his teethgrind.
Didn't like blondes, mybutt.
"He did. He asked me out this weekend, but I haven'tdecided."
