Flirting Under a Full Moon by Ashlyn Chase

Author:Ashlyn Chase
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2013-02-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Roz seemed like a wonderful woman. Smart, levelheaded, put together…all words Brandee wouldn’t use to describe herself. But to be fair, Roz had adjusted to the idea of werewolves a while ago, and Brandee’d had less than a day.

“I’m glad you came.” Roz opened the door and led her into a cozy apartment.

Roz offered her a seat in the living room and asked if she could get her some coffee or tea.

“Either one is fine, but no milk or cream, please.”

“I’ll make some tea, then. Are you still freaking out?”

Brandee nodded.

Roz held up one finger. “I’ll be back in a flash.”

“It’s not like you can’t take your eyes off me. I’m not going to do anything crazy.”

Roz laughed. “I’m sorry. I’m not laughing at you. I’m laughing at myself. You seem to be handling this better than I did.”

Brandee stared at her. “Seriously? I feel like a mangled mess of nerves right now.”

“I was so not handling it well when I first found out. In fact, I was dissolving in big puddles of tears. But that was then; this is now, as they say.” She smiled. “I’ll get the tea started. Feel free to look around.”

Glad Roz had shared that initial reaction, Brandee almost leaped to her feet. She needed to pace, and the wall-to-wall bookshelves seemed like a good place to do that while pretending to look at titles.

Her first impression of the apartment was neat and tidy, but there was more to it than that. A grouping of comfortable furniture surrounded a fireplace, which was clean, but not too clean. The blackened surround meant it had obviously been used, and split wood was stacked in the grate, as if just waiting for a chilly evening.

The book collection seemed well cared for and even loved. The volumes were grouped according to size. A special vase or statue broke up the volumes occasionally. Many were hardcovers, and their creased spines meant all had been read at least once. A few were leather-bound classics. Some she had read, but most she had to admit she’d only heard of. War and Peace? Who actually read that?

Apparently these folks did.

Roz returned with a tray of bone china cups and saucers, plus a plate of scones. The kind with clotted cream and jam Brandee loved but rarely treated herself to.

“The water will be ready in a minute,” Roz said. She set the tray on the ottoman and sat on the sofa. When Brandee didn’t move, Roz patted the empty cushion beside her.

Brandee strolled over and took the seat offered. “Your place is lovely.”

“Thank you. Because my husband is the dean of the school next door, we lucked out and were given this place as part of the whole package.”

“You must really enjoy reading.”

“It’s my husband’s obsession, but I’m getting into it more and more. We like to curl up—but never mind that. I’m getting off the topic again. We’re here to talk about you and Nick.”

“Yes. I can’t thank you enough for taking the time to discuss this, uh…situation.

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