Tom

AFTER LUNCH, Jasmine leaves me at my place and heads out to the bridge to work.

I’m still anxious to get back and sniff around Jasmine’s RV in wolf form, but I’m going to wait until tonight. The moon is full. If there are other shifters around, they might be out on the hunt. I may find what I’m looking for.

In the meantime, I head into town and stop into the local dive bars, asking about my buddy Buzz. No one’s heard of him. And I don’t get the sense they’re lying, either. Maybe my friend isn’t in

these parts anymore.

I end up walking through the plaza. Everything reminds me of Jasmine. The cantina where we had drinks. The place I was standing when I heard her car wreck. The roof where she gave me the worst cock tease of my life.

Where these thoughts used to grate on me, now all I feel is warmth for the beautiful human. Hearing about her past pain made it all clear to me no