“It’s right here.”
I motion toward it, and she places her hands on her hipswith a click of her tongue.I pop the trunk so the bellhop can put our bags in,then tip him and he leaves.
“Last I checked, I didn’t drive a Range Rover.”
“You do now,” I tell her.
“What?”
I toss her the key, and she catches it, staring at me indisbelief.
“Your Prius isn’t exactly equipped for the road to the house.”
“I’m going to be driven anyway, so why would I need it?”
“You can be driven in this.”
“You’re too much.”
“Come here.”With a begrudging look, she moves toward me.Iback her up against the SUV and place my hands on her hips.“What’s theproblem?”
“I don’t need all this…stuff.”
“I know, but you’re with me, so you better get used to it.”
A familiar, unwelcome scent creeps up on me, and I clench myjaw.
“What’s wrong?”Casey asks.
“Shae.”
I turn around and see her on the opposite end of the lot,heading our way.
“Do you want me to wait in the car?”
“No.Stay.”
I take her hand and watch as Shae approaches, an obviouslyfake smile on her lips.
“Ethan… Hello.”
“Shae.How are you?”
“Fine, I suppose.”She turns to Casey and extends her hand.“Wehaven’t been introduced.”
“Casey Bryan, Shae Miller.Shae, meet Casey.”
As they shake hands, I notice the evaluative look in Shae’seyes.Casey is passive, offering her a polite smile.
“Nice to meet you,” Casey speaks first.
“So, you’re the human everyone’s talking about… but I seeyou’re not a human anymore.”
She shoots me a questioning look, and I shake my head indenial.
“Not by my hand.She was attacked by the same wolf whoattacked you.”
“I see.”
