At his request, Adara looked away as Logan shifted back into a wolf - my wolf. Funny how knowing the man also doubled as her hairy protector made her trust him.
If the predator didn't tear her to shreds, then she could only hope the man wouldn't either. And he'd made a good point about not sticking around. Those two zombies had gotten inside a locked apartment. She wasn't safe here.
Perhaps that was why her tummy felt funny. Thing was, it only felt that way around Logan. Especially now that she'd seen him naked. Even now, with her back to him, she could still picture his nude form - tanned all over with muscles that rippled hypnotically. It caused a twinge between her legs. An ache that wasn't from an injury.
Why do I feel this way?