*Morgan*

Shane is wearing a green shirt, and it brings out the light colors in his eyes. Damn it, this is the best he’s ever looked, and that’s saying something. We’re sitting in the living room, and I surprisingly feel comfortable on the same couch as Shane, chatting with some of the pack. His knee is so close to mine, and it’s driving me wild.

After our almost kiss in the study, my heart starts to beat so fast whenever I see him. It’s ...