Chapter 24: Chairs, Please

(Cassie POV)

Thank Goddess for party buses. Even with our werewolf genes, after going to four different bars, not one of the ten of us was capable of driving. Ok, Megan was, but she wasn’t a good driver on her best day. Plus, if I didn’t know she was pregnant, I would have sworn that she-wolf was just as wasted as the rest of us. If nothing else, Megan certainly was hyped up on adrenaline, wedding excitement, and the energy that surrounded us in every bar we went to.

Running into Aaron at the third bar had almost been a buzz-killer for me, but I got over it quickly. There were a couple of humans that tried to get a little too handsy with me at Blooming Onion, but I was mostly successful at dodging it. Having never had a mate before, I wasn’t quite sure where touching crossed the line such that Jason might feel it. I knew he would feel kissing and I knew he would feel sex, and I knew he would not feel a handshake or a hug. But where was the line between those two things? Would