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"How are you?" Liam asked cautiously. "Are you okay?"Ericka stared at her plate, which was still half full. Then, after a moment, she looked up and met his gaze."Well, I'd like to say I'm fine, but... No," Ericka said with a sigh. "I can say this because, honestly, I've noticed a difference.""Hm?" Liam's eyebrows rose. "What difference?""When you're around and when you're not," Ericka replied weakly. "I don't want to admit it, but honestly, the fact that you're my neighbor and you're not a mere human, it makes me feel a little more at ease. Right now, I'm more afraid of humans than werewolves."Liam was stunned. He stared at Ericka's flushed cheeks and her obvious embarrassment. His heart fluttered.Liam smiled. "I don't know if that's a compliment or just a sarcasm, but honestly, I'm glad you find me useful.""Oh, oh, I didn't mean any harm, Liam," Ericka said quickly. "I just... Ah, I'm just glad you're around!"Liam reached out and gently patted Ericka's hand on the table. "I k

"I passed by the butcher shop this morning, and they had a thick cut of beef ribs. Do you want some?" - Liam."I can't cook beef ribs." - Ericka."I can. Lunch at my place? I'll make a salad too." - Liam.---"Hey, how about we buy a rug thick enough for your living room?" - Ericka."Why? That would be a waste. You know, by the time the full moon comes, it'll probably just be a piece of rag." - Liam."We'll roll it up and put it somewhere safe before then. How about it?" - Ericka."Well... Okay. But you choose the color and pattern." - Liam."Sure. What color do you like? The pattern... Plain seems more appropriate." - Ericka.---"Ericka, who were you talking to last night?" - Liam."Murphy. He's my editor. I have a new job, but I object to some of the terms of the contract, so he called me." - Ericka."You said no one knows your new number except me." - Liam."And Murphy. He's my source of work, so I had to tell him, whether I wanted to or not. But Murphy's a nice guy and he lives f

Ericka arrived at noon, bringing several varieties of fresh fruits and vegetables."Uhm... I thought, since you're related to a, uh, wolf, you might prefer meat," Ericka said in a small voice. Her cheeks flushed. "But, as a human, you should eat more fruits and vegetables too."Liam was stunned, noticing the pink color that made Ericka's usually pale, makeup-free cheeks now look flushed."You... thought about that when you bought all this?" Liam muttered, looking away from Ericka's face to the vegetables and fruits on his usually empty dining table.He was afraid that if he continued to stare at Ericka, his desire to embrace her would become obvious. That would be dangerous. And embarrassing."Yo can make a salad; it'll be easier to make and eat," Ericka said quickly. "I'll send you a recipe for a quick and delicious salad, if you can't."Ericka headed for the door. "I-I'll be back--""Ericka," Liam interrupted. "Wh-why don't you make the salad now, here?"Ericka stopped walking and

Ericka's POVI sat on the couch, legs crossed and knees hugged, my heart beating painfully slowly, waiting.Outside the window, the full moon was reddish, and I wondered why I was seeing it that way.When I first saw Liam in his cursed state, I'd also seen a red moon. It was very different from the full moons of subsequent months, which looked like a normal, dull yellow.According to Liam, only werewolves could see the red color of the moon. I wasn't a werewolf, that much was clear, but I could see the moon was blood-colored, and I swear I could see thin streaks of blood in it.I listened carefully, but the atmosphere around me was eerily quiet. I wanted to know what was happening in Liam's unit, but I knew it was impossible.Then, slowly, drowsiness began to weigh heavily on my eyes. Uh, was it the lavender tea Irwin gave me when I went to his house earlier? He said it was good for a good night's sleep, didn't he?I put my legs down and shifted into a straight-up position. I'd stay o

The kiss was slow, careful, light as cotton, yet sweet and tender, like a marshmallow melting on the touch of a tongue.Liam supported Ericka's chin with his index finger, hoping he wouldn't make the woman in his arms feel too forceful.His lips crushed hers. It felt like a dream of a sea of ​​colorful clouds, the same scent that now caressed Liam's senses, emanating from Ericka's body pressed against his.Their lips melded in harmony. Every kiss, every caress, and every swipe of their lips was a rhythm that promised the release of long-held longing and desire.Ericka didn't care when the band-aid she was supposed to be applying to Liam's injured body slipped from her hand and fell to the floor.Ericka's hands longed to grasp something else: the warmth of Liam's skin against hers. Like a chain, her hands wrapped around Liam's neck, and her body automatically moved, drawing closer and closer to his embrace.From a slow, careful kiss, the mood led instincts further, and the kiss escalat