My Sister Is A Werewolf by Kathy Love

Author:Kathy Love
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: love_sf

CHAPTER 14

“I had to see you.”

“Why? That blond woman seemed like she was nice. She-she suited you.”

“She is nice,” he agreed. He didn’t agree that she suited him, however. Once he would have agreed that she was his type. Now he realized his type had changed.

He waited for Elizabeth to say something more, but she only stared at him, remaining still in a way that was unnerving.

“Then I think you should go back to her. She would be good for you. A nice woman is what you need and deserve.”

“Well,” Jensen took a step closer, keeping his movements slow and steady as if he were approaching a skittish animal, “I know another nice woman. And I’d really rather be with her.”

Again she stared at him, but this time he didn’t need to see her features to know what her expression was-disbelieving.

She spun and headed toward the house, her long legs moving her in a near trot across the grass.

“Just go, too, Jensen,” she called over her shoulder, not slowing her pace to see what he was doing. “You shouldn’t have come.”

He hurried after her, not catching up until she was on the steps to the porch. He snagged her arm, tugged her to a halt. Still she didn’t turn to look at him.

“Elizabeth,” he said softly. “You know as well as I do, we seem powerless to stay apart.”

She stared down at the worn boards making up the porch stairs.

“Please,” her voice sounded huskier than usual. Tired. “I asked you to go away.”

“I can’t,” he said simply. “I just-can’t.”

She remained still, not struggling against his hold, but not turning to him. Not letting him in.

“Elizabeth. Just tell me why you don’t want to give us a chance.”

She lifted her head then, and pulled in a deep breath. Slowly, she turned toward him. The light was still behind her, casting her features in shadow, but he could see her. He could see her beautiful moonstone eyes, her lush lips. And he could see she’d been crying. Redness rimmed her eyes, making her thick lashes more pronounced. The sight made him feel like more of a cad. More selfish.

“Elizabeth,” he said softly, stroking his thumb up and down the soft skin of her wrist. “I didn’t mean to hurt you tonight.”

Her eyes held his, and he could see emotions warring there.

“You should just go,” she said again.

He didn’t release her, he just continued to stroke her skin as if she were an agitated animal. She didn’t pull away.

“I’m not that nice girl,” she told him.

“I think you are.”

“How can you possibly think that after the way I’ve acted around you? The ways I–I pursued you.”

He smiled at that. “I found your pursuit particularly nice.”

Her gaze left his, dropping to the ground, and he knew she was blushing, even though the damned light wouldn’t allow him to see it.

He still held her wrist, but with his other hand he touched her hair, brushing back the short tendrils that clung to her temple.

“Elizabeth, I realize we don’t know much about each other, aside from this strong attraction.

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