Shifter Short Stories
She asks with concern.
"I'll be right back," I say, walking toward the door and taking a deep breath. When I step outside, I look around. Where is he?
I walk out a little further, and I see him. He's at least seven feet tall, with shoulder-length dark blonde hair and teal blue eyes. He's wearing a black leather jacket, black jeans, and biker boots. My mouth goes dry looking at him. He's staring at me with wide eyes as I walk toward him. I stop a few feet away, and at five feet two, I have to look up at him.