Dane rose from the sofa in the living room the moment he sensed Trina coming down the staircase. He didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse, but her distinct sweet honey smell lingered everywhere causing him to crave her constantly. Her scent wouldn't have been an issue if his wolf didn't go crazy each and every time she was around. He didn't know how long he could keep his wolf in check, but the reality was that both sides of him wanted her. The arrangement to marry was completely separate from this lethal need to truly and indefinitely have her.

This time Trina was dressed in a pair of jeans and a shirt. Everything about the outfit was normal, but she couldn't hide the fact that she was exquisite. And she certainly couldn't drown out the natural scent that was her own with the subtle perfume she wore.

He wiped his slippery hands on the front of his pants and tried to act calm, yet he was anything but. This woman awakened his deepest urges, urges he never had any problems subduing before if he wanted to. With Trina, he didn't want to subdue them. Trina was no shifter. She wouldn't understand the lustful appetite running through his body.

"Everything okay?" He met her halfway in the room.

She nodded. "I think so."

He could tell by her demeanor that she was having second thoughts. The nice girl he'd researched was very much a stranger to his way of life. Something told her that she'd never planned to do something so drastic for money.

"Change of heart?"

"No, I want to do this." She lifted a small bag. "I packed two nights' worth of clothes like you said. The rest of my luggage is still upstairs in the closet."

Dane took her bag. "And your father? Is he comfortable?"

Trina visibly swallowed. "For now. I had to tell him that you hired me to build a marketing plan for one of your companies and that I had to go away for a little while. I didn't want him to know…I don't want him to know about this."

He didn't like seeing her sad. "You know what I said about you always being under my arm…that's not possible all the time. You don't need permission from me to come see your father."

Trina smiled. She had a beautiful set of pearly white teeth that complemented the rosy hue of her lips and almond-toned skin.

"He'll be okay for now, I think," she said. "I think he really likes the lady you hired to help him."

"Marcia just recently retired," he replied. "She was the assistant to a very prominent doctor in the city. She knows what she's doing and will take care of him while we're away. That includes getting him to appointments and such."

"She's a very sweet lady." Trina smiled. "Thank you for doing all this extra stuff."

"Consider it part of the deal. There's no use being unhappy during this whole thing. I know you care about the well-being of your father and I didn't want to interfere with any of that."

"You said the lawyer was meeting us at the home you're trying to win back at noon. We have less than an hour to get there so I hope you've got your car ready."

"I don't drive a car, sweetheart."

"So how are we going to get there?" Her eyes were innocent but held him in a demanding stare as she pressed for an answer.

He dug a set of keys out of his pocket and slung her bag over his shoulder. "My bike." He started off toward the door.

"Those things are too dangerous and I've never ridden one."

He chuckled. "There's a first time for everything. You'll get your first riding lesson from a shifter." He turned to take a quick glance at her over his shoulder. "That way you'll remember this day either one of two ways."

She stopped in the foyer as he held the door for her. "Do you mind elaborating on the second way?"

He gave her a once over for the hundredth time. She had curves in all the right places. Her waist was cinched in where the jeans were buttoned and the fabric clung to her hips and thighs. Her breasts pushed against the thin fabric of her shirt and even though she wore a bra, the material must have been really flimsy because he could detect where her nipples were ready, erect, and suckable.

Dane's mouth watered and his cock pushed against the front of his zipper. "The other way involved me being as quick and as thorough as you requested it to be."

He was still thinking about the way her tight wet pussy milked him.

"Hmmm." She gave him a teasing shove. "Well if your bike rides better than you do, that would certainly be a shame."

"Oh, that mouth of yours…"

Trina led the way out of the door and Dane followed her with no hesitations.