How to Date a Werewolf...or 3 by Graceley Knox & D.D. Miers

Author:Graceley Knox & D.D. Miers [Knox, Graceley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Chaotic Press, LLC
Published: 2019-04-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

We rejoined the others for lunch and the girls chatted aimlessly with me about the prettiest parts of the river as Cash looked me over, a frown on his face. Oh God. Adam had talked about smelling Cash on me from a kiss. I hope to hell he was kidding, because this could get really awkward.

They’d packed po boys and sweet tea, along with fresh baked bread and fruit tarts from the Calico Cupboard bakery, and microbrews in a cooler.

Adam stayed on the edge of the picnic, putting the three of us between him and his friend, until Cash finally bolted around the table and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. He dragged Adam out of earshot, but we could see the two of them gesturing as the conversation got heated.

“Girl, what did you do?”

“I had a premonition,” I shrugged, and Kate laughed it off, while Amy watched me with a concerned face.

“Was it bad?” she whispered when Kate moved down toward the boat.

“I don’t think so. I don’t really understand it. It seems as though a girl is saved from a cruel man by her dog.”

“Huh. Well, it’s a change from creating perfect couples.”

“Honestly, I prefer matching up people who deserve to be in love. Seeing things that I can’t understand doesn’t do much good, does it? By the time I see the girl in my vision, it could be on the news, as they do a fluff piece about why it’s good to have a dog.”

“A dog?”

“It doesn’t matter. I don’t think that’s what they’re arguing about anyway. I didn’t exactly share it with Adam.”

“From how flushed you are and the state of your clothes, I’d say you were doing plenty of sharing…and somebody doesn’t like it.” She glanced back at them. “Not that I blame you. If I didn’t love Sean so much, I’d have been tempted by the sexy southern lawyer, too.”

“And if I’m tempted by both?”

She feigned a swoon and clutched her hands to her chest. “Why Miss Frankie. I didn’t know you were a slut.”

“Yes, you did.”

“Oh, right.” She picked up one of the food baskets. “Then I guess our friendship would survive if you fucked them both.” She rolled her eyes and strode down to the boat, where Kate was already sunning herself on one of the back seats.

I lugged the rest of the food down, thinking about my vision. Cypress trees and tall reeds and sawgrass had surrounded the ramshackle hut, but those grew everywhere. I guess I’ll never be a famous detective.

Adam and Cash seemed to have worked out whatever they’d been arguing about. The wink Adam gave me quelled my small fear that it had been about me, or what we’d done. Which was great, because I wanted more, and I didn’t want guilt to follow me around just because I was enjoying myself.

But the other tiny voice in my head still worried that if we did, I’d have another vivid, useless premonition, and the next one might not be so benign.

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