fine.”
Alisha says, “Thanks for saving our coffee.” She touches his arm. “Do you guys ever get hurt?”
Roman’s face lights up before he turns toward her and says, “We’re good at our jobs, and if we do get hurt, it’s worth it to save a life.”
Oh my God. What a guy won’t do to impress a pretty blonde. I guess he is into humans after all. My raging hormones are messing with me, because my wolf wishes Roman were impressed with me instead. I breathe through my mouth to help block the odor that’s making me crazy and try to make the nerdy look of Roman lose its appeal. Fortunately, I’m saved by the ding of a text.
I glance down and read it before I say, “Looks like we need to go. Jayden and Chelsea are here.”
When we stand, Alisha says, “You know where we’ll be staying.” She waves her fingers at them as I tug my bag behind me. “See you soon.” I don’t bother to watch the four guys drool as she walks away, and I wonder how I can get out of a night around the campfire with four horny werewolves.
2
C helsea’s the bossy one in our group even though we don’t let her make all the decisions, so while I booked the RV, I decided to let her drive. Jayden called shotgun and got the passenger seat, while Alisha and I made ourselves comfortable in the back. I think we made out with that deal because we’re on couches, and I lean back on the soft cushion as I gaze out the window. We’re far enough south of Winter Valley that the rhododendrons are in bloom, and the bright splashes of magenta flowers catch my eye. Our first stop is for supplies, and we load up on food for the week and plenty of alcohol. My soda can fizzes when I pop it open and take a sip.
Alisha says, “I sure hope they manage to get my luggage to me tonight. I’ve got nothing I need.” Even though she bought the necessary toiletries, she’s the girl scout of our group, and it’s bothering her that she’s not prepared.
I say, “You know we’ll all lend you anything you want.” I reach over and touch her arm as if I can take away her distress. “Relax.”
“Thanks. I know I need to let it go.” She sighs, “I’m trying.”
“Hey, want a beer?” I ask.
Jayden calls out from up front. “That’s it. Get her drunk, and then she won’t care.” She swings around to face us and tucks a strand of her thick brown hair behind her ear. “Grab me one too.”
“Hey, no open containers, ladies,” says Chelsea.
“Oh, please,” says Alisha. “Put it in a plastic cup, and nobody will ever know.”
“Fine,” says Chelsea as she moves the RV smoothly onto the off ramp of the highway. “But I know nothing.”
“Never did. Never will,” says Jayden, and Chelsea holds up her middle finger as we chuckle.
Metal caps clink on the small countertop as I open the bottles and hand one to Jayden. She says, “Tell me more about the firefighters.”
“There’s not much else to say. They’re definitely hot and claim to be single. What else do you need to know?”
“I get the feeling you don’t trust them.” She swallows a mouthful of beer. “Why?”
I shrug. “It’s not that I don’t trust them. But we hardly know these guys, and I want to make sure we’re safe.”
When I hand Alisha her drink, she says, “We’ll grill, have a few of our own drinks, and that’s it. Nobody goes off into the woods with some guy all alone. Promise.”
“Then what’s the point?” Chelsea chuckles.
Alisha says, “I forgot to tell you the best part. One of the guys is named Romeo, and he’s Juliet’s type. Broody, glasses, and he’s got a killer smile.”
“Roman,” I say, “And he wanted nothing to do with a Juliet. He was all about the Alisha.”
“No way,” Alisha says. “He was trying to make you jealous.”
I scowl. “Why do you say that?”
“You practically growled at him when he checked you out, so he tried another way to get your attention.”
“My God, boys are stupid,” says Jayden.
I shake