Wolf Ways by Robin Roseau

Author:Robin Roseau [Roseau, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: (v4.0), Fantasy, Fiction, Lesbian, LGBT, Paranormal, Romance
Amazon: B00OCB5BQ6
Goodreads: 23355420
Publisher: Robin Roseau
Published: 2013-12-31T23:00:00+00:00

Service

Portia led me home. It was a smaller house past Elisabeth’s, but it was cute and cozy. During the walk, she kept her hand on my back. I asked her about it.

“Does it bother you?”

“No.” I looked over at her. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“You got saddled with me.”

“Oh. I’m not.”

“You’re not?”

“No.” She paused. “Let’s talk about it in a minute. We’re almost there.”

We walked quietly for another minute, passing another house before she said, “This one’s mine.”

“It’s cute,” I said.

“Thanks, but I don’t take credit. I’ve only had it for a couple of months. I haven’t had a chance to do a thing with it.”

She led the way to the front door. It wasn’t locked. “All of you were paranoid about my security, but yours is unlocked?”

“Who would dare?” she asked. “If anyone were here, I could smell who it was.”

“Really? They couldn’t disguise it? They could use Angel’s shampoo or something.”

“Yeah, well, and I have surveillance cameras.”

I laughed.

She showed me the house. It was a two-bedroom rambler, making it about the same size as my apartment, although she had a basement she used for storage. “This is your room,” Portia said. “I’ve seen your place. You’re not a pig. But as you can see, I keep everything tidy.”

“I understand. You’ll hardly know I’m here.”

“Come sit,” she said, leading the way back to the living room.

“I need a shower.”

“You have time, and I’ll loan you a shirt. It’ll be too big, but no one is going to care.” She gestured to a place on the sofa then took the other end. We turned to each other. “You asked why I don’t mind. Several reasons. First, you’re not going to be any trouble at all, are you?”

I looked down at my hands. “No.”

“Good.” She paused. “I’m looking forward to getting to know you better, Zoe.”

“I’m disrupting your life.”

“That’s not how I see it. I see it as having a roommate for a week or two. We’ll make it an extended slumber party.”

I looked up.

“It’s only a hundred hours. You could do that in a week if you really wanted to, but you would be pretty fried.”

“A hundred hours plus eleven days. Do they really mean for you to follow me around while I do whatever chores I’m assigned.”

“Probably, but I have another idea.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah.” She began to grin. “Do you know how to use a hammer?”

“You hit the screw with the big heavy end.”

“Please tell me that was a joke.”

“I can nail a sign to a tree.”

“Do you know how to paint the sign before you nail it up?”

“I’ve painted a time or two.”

“I like painting,” she said.

“It’s therapeutic,” I added.

“Perfect,” Portia said with another smile. “Any questions?”

“I need my things. I don’t have any GreEN events for a few weeks, but I have to mail out photographs as orders arrive. And I bet there’s nothing in your kitchen I can eat.” I paused. “Please don’t make me cook for you, Portia. Please.”

“Of course not,” she said. “We’ll hit your apartment after dinner and the grocery store on the way back.

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