Intimate

I went down, leaving Austin alone to try to fix the place up. It wasn't in a mess, just that I needed a bit of time to process everything that's happened. Austin had literally almost died, and I just discovered that he can't stand rain, not even a shower. Catherine hugged and thanked me, and Austin confessed his feelings.

My feet were on cloud nine as I found myself moving effortlessly, sometimes twirling a little, my wolf just as ecstatic as I was.

I heard Austin turn on the shower in the room and I slightly panicked, but I remembered that he normally took showers. I tried not to be the fussy girlfriend although, I admit, I got worried. Seeing him like that had left a little dent. Wait. I looked at my ring and smiled. Fussy wife. It brought butterflies to my stomach.

Maybe because I hadn't been there when he got shot, but it felt like I was seeing everything crash in front of me.

I walked to the kitchen, my ecstasy still higher than ever, and checked the fridge. I couldn't rely on be