Prince of Wolves
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I like the smell of your shampoo, Fane said suddenly.
Startled by his unexpected words, Jacque tried, without success, to suppress the squeak that emerged from her. Fane had not moved, nor had he opened his eyes. He just continued to sit there all calm and collected. Jacque rolled her eyes and went around to the couch to sit down.
Fane slowly raised his head and pinned Jacque with those piercing blue eyes. Her heartbeat sped up and her breathing got a tad bit more shallow. She had to look away from him before she made a fool of herself by drooling. Yeah, that would be so cute, Jacque snorted to herself.
Does being near me repulse you, Luna? Fane asked her
Jacque knew she must look confused, because, frankly, she was. How could he possibly think he repulsed her? If anything he should be the one repulsed.
Why would you ask me that? she asked him.
I know no other reason why my mate would choose to sit away from me instead of by my side, Fane told her, sounding so formal and old fashioned.
Oh throw me a bone, Fane, Jacque said in exasperation. Did it occur to you that maybe I just needed some space because its hard for me to think when I get close to you?
Fane grinned, obviously pleased with her comment. He stood up slowly, rising to his full height so that Jacque had to tilt her head back to look up at him. He walked around the coffee table that separated the two couches and sat down close revision, Jacque thought he sat down very close to her.
So are you having a hard time thinking now? he asked her softly.
With a shuddering breath, all Jacque could do was nod her head.
Why did you come back down here, meu inim? I didnt think you wanted to be around me, Fane told her.
Jacque tried to scoot away from him, but it was in vain because he just scooted with her. Dang stubborn werewolf.
At first I didnt want to be around you. Jacque noticed his head lower at her words and quickly explained, I didnt want to be around you because I didnt want to hear you tell me not to worry or that it was going to be ok. Then I realized none of that really matters, what matters is being with you, spending time you. I hate when we are apart. Im sorry if that sound desperate, but its the truth.
Fane wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him.
Thank you, Jacquelyn. You have no idea how hard it was to sit here on this couch and not come to you, and even harder not to seek out your thoughts. I love you. Im sorry if my words upset you. Im here if you want to worry, not worry, or anything else. Im here, Fane told her in all sincerity.
Jacque closed her eyes, soaking up the feel of him against her, the safety she felt with his arms around her, and the warmth pouringthrough her from his words. She didnt know how she had gotten to be blessed to be Fanes mate, but she was thankful beyond words.
As am I, she heard Fanes thoughts in response to her own. It made Jacque grin.
They sat there in silence for quite awhile. Every now and then Jacque would hear Fane humming a tune she couldnt place. Eventually, Jacque curled her feet up on the couch and leaned her head onto Fanes chest. Fane grabbed the blanket that was thrown across the back of the couch and covered her.
This is how I want to spend my nights for the rest of my life, Jacque told Fane.
I guess thats a good thing since I intend to keep you for the rest of your life, Fane said, only half-teasing.
Its late, love. Why dont you go to bed? I dont want you to be tired tomorrow.
Jacque looked up at him and kissed him gently on the lips.
I dont want to sleep in my bed tonight, she told him.
Just where were you planning on sleeping, Luna? he asked her.
Well, this is a big couch. I imagine two people of reasonable size could sleep on it together, she said, trying to suppress a grin.
What do you think the mom of one of the reasonably-sized persons would say when she found her with another reasonably-sized person of the opposite sex laying on a couch together?
Dont know. Want to find out? was Jacques reply.
Fane laughed at her silliness and much to her surprise, he shrugged his shoulders and said, Only live once. If Im going to die, I would rather die lying in the arms of the woman I love, even if it is by said womans mother.
Fane kicked off his shoes and stretched his long body out on the couch. Jacque, trying not to be clumsy, stretched out in front of him. Fane put his arm over her waist and pulled her close against his chest. Jacque giggled when she heard him make a purring sound.
What are you laughing at? he asked her.
Did you just purr? Cause I didnt think wolves purred.
I didnt purr, I rumbled, Fane said with as much dignity as he could muster.
You rumbled? Seriously? Pray tell, what does that mean? Jacque asked him, trying hard not to laugh.
When wolves are content they often make a rumbling sound. I guess you could say it's equivalent to a cats purr, he explained.
Its cute, was all Jacque said in reply.
Fane began humming again and would periodically kiss Jacques hair. The last thought Jacque had before she fell asleep was that she didnt have any details that Jen would think were good. That made her smile.
Startled by his unexpected words, Jacque tried, without success, to suppress the squeak that emerged from her. Fane had not moved, nor had he opened his eyes. He just continued to sit there all calm and collected. Jacque rolled her eyes and went around to the couch to sit down.
Fane slowly raised his head and pinned Jacque with those piercing blue eyes. Her heartbeat sped up and her breathing got a tad bit more shallow. She had to look away from him before she made a fool of herself by drooling. Yeah, that would be so cute, Jacque snorted to herself.
Does being near me repulse you, Luna? Fane asked her
Jacque knew she must look confused, because, frankly, she was. How could he possibly think he repulsed her? If anything he should be the one repulsed.
Why would you ask me that? she asked him.
I know no other reason why my mate would choose to sit away from me instead of by my side, Fane told her, sounding so formal and old fashioned.
Oh throw me a bone, Fane, Jacque said in exasperation. Did it occur to you that maybe I just needed some space because its hard for me to think when I get close to you?
Fane grinned, obviously pleased with her comment. He stood up slowly, rising to his full height so that Jacque had to tilt her head back to look up at him. He walked around the coffee table that separated the two couches and sat down close revision, Jacque thought he sat down very close to her.
So are you having a hard time thinking now? he asked her softly.
With a shuddering breath, all Jacque could do was nod her head.
Why did you come back down here, meu inim? I didnt think you wanted to be around me, Fane told her.
Jacque tried to scoot away from him, but it was in vain because he just scooted with her. Dang stubborn werewolf.
At first I didnt want to be around you. Jacque noticed his head lower at her words and quickly explained, I didnt want to be around you because I didnt want to hear you tell me not to worry or that it was going to be ok. Then I realized none of that really matters, what matters is being with you, spending time you. I hate when we are apart. Im sorry if that sound desperate, but its the truth.
Fane wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him.
Thank you, Jacquelyn. You have no idea how hard it was to sit here on this couch and not come to you, and even harder not to seek out your thoughts. I love you. Im sorry if my words upset you. Im here if you want to worry, not worry, or anything else. Im here, Fane told her in all sincerity.
Jacque closed her eyes, soaking up the feel of him against her, the safety she felt with his arms around her, and the warmth pouringthrough her from his words. She didnt know how she had gotten to be blessed to be Fanes mate, but she was thankful beyond words.
As am I, she heard Fanes thoughts in response to her own. It made Jacque grin.
They sat there in silence for quite awhile. Every now and then Jacque would hear Fane humming a tune she couldnt place. Eventually, Jacque curled her feet up on the couch and leaned her head onto Fanes chest. Fane grabbed the blanket that was thrown across the back of the couch and covered her.
This is how I want to spend my nights for the rest of my life, Jacque told Fane.
I guess thats a good thing since I intend to keep you for the rest of your life, Fane said, only half-teasing.
Its late, love. Why dont you go to bed? I dont want you to be tired tomorrow.
Jacque looked up at him and kissed him gently on the lips.
I dont want to sleep in my bed tonight, she told him.
Just where were you planning on sleeping, Luna? he asked her.
Well, this is a big couch. I imagine two people of reasonable size could sleep on it together, she said, trying to suppress a grin.
What do you think the mom of one of the reasonably-sized persons would say when she found her with another reasonably-sized person of the opposite sex laying on a couch together?
Dont know. Want to find out? was Jacques reply.
Fane laughed at her silliness and much to her surprise, he shrugged his shoulders and said, Only live once. If Im going to die, I would rather die lying in the arms of the woman I love, even if it is by said womans mother.
Fane kicked off his shoes and stretched his long body out on the couch. Jacque, trying not to be clumsy, stretched out in front of him. Fane put his arm over her waist and pulled her close against his chest. Jacque giggled when she heard him make a purring sound.
What are you laughing at? he asked her.
Did you just purr? Cause I didnt think wolves purred.
I didnt purr, I rumbled, Fane said with as much dignity as he could muster.
You rumbled? Seriously? Pray tell, what does that mean? Jacque asked him, trying hard not to laugh.
When wolves are content they often make a rumbling sound. I guess you could say it's equivalent to a cats purr, he explained.
Its cute, was all Jacque said in reply.
Fane began humming again and would periodically kiss Jacques hair. The last thought Jacque had before she fell asleep was that she didnt have any details that Jen would think were good. That made her smile.
