When the tubs half empty I put my spoon down and just look at him, thinking random things to my self.
I think he is trying...
Why does he have to be so hot...
I love ice cream...
“Why do you like Ice cream so much?” I must look confused at his odd question, so he carries on talking.
“Ice cream, that’s what you were going to buy when you crashed you car right?” he has a cocky smirk on his beautiful face that should annoy me but for some reason it doesn’t.
“How do you know that’s what I was getting?” I ask him, grateful to be talking about normal stuff, rather than werewolf stuff.
“You told me.” I did? When?
“Oh you were pretty out of it at the time. I don’t even think you were conscious.” There he goes with that smirk again.
“If I wasn’t conscious then how could I have told you? Are you sure you didn’t hit your head when you found me?” I pick up my spoon and take another spoonful.
“I’m sure.” He puts his spoon down and takes mine from my hand so he can hold both of mine instead. He just sits, keeping his eyes fastened on me. I can feel myself blushing under his intense gaze and look down.
“Alexia...” His voice is so relaxing. I don’t think I’m ever going to get bored of his voice.
“Yes?”
“Alexia look at me...”
I lift my gaze to him again. I don’t think I’m ever going to get bored looking at him either. He smiles at me and pulls me a little closer.
“No more secrets Alexia.” I pull back a tiny bit, slightly confused. I’m petty sure I just heard him taking to me but his lips didn’t move. I focus my attention on his lips. I’m really not going to get bored looking at those. I take a deep breath, Concentrate Alex ... did they move?
“They didn’t move, and p.s, I wont get bored with your lips either.”
I pull my hands back and stand quickly from the stool almost knocking it over but Logan catches it easily and places his other hand on my elbow to steady me.
“You’re talking to me.” I question him, so much for normal conversation.
“Yes I am.” I hear his voice as clear as anything, but his mouth never moved once. Not even a millimetre.
“How?” How is that even possible, and did he read my mind?
“Well...” He doesn’t get chance to say anything else as I start rambling.
"Stop doing that! Talk normally, like normal people do. Did you read my mind? Can you read my mind? Oh my God, you can read my mind” This is so embarrassing...
"Alexia stop, its not embarrassing at all...” he says its not embarrassing but he sure is laughing about it now.
“Well of course its not embarrassing for you. And I said stop doing it. People are going to think I’m crazy, talking to myself.” He just laughs even more.
“So tell me more of what you wont get bored of with me?” He leans back against the counter top with that smirk yet again, and now I actually am finding it annoying. I wish I had something to throw at him. I think I actually am going insane though now. I turn away from him and hide my face in my hands. I’ve never been so embarrassed. How long has he been able to read my mind? Oh God... stop thinking Alexia!!
I notice he has stopped laughing and a heat appears behind me as arms snake gently around my waist.
“I can't read your mind, just sort of hear the thoughts that you are projecting really strong. But we can talk to each other. Like this. In our heads. That’s another reason why I know you are my mate. I wouldn’t be able to do this with someone who isn’t either in my pack or isn’t my mate. And you’re not a wolf, so you’re not a pack member, which only leaves one other option.” A little bit of relief comes to me. At least he hasn’t read every thought. So I only have to be fifty per cent embarrassed now.
I think back to when he transformed in his room, I heard him speaking to me, but I thought I had imagined it.
“Yes I spoke to you when I was a wolf. It's how we communicate with each other. You know you’ve spoken to me before right? In our heads I mean?” he leans his head on top of mine, while his arms tighten slightly around me. I try to think of a time when I would have done it. I’m pretty sure I haven’t spoken to him like that; I mean that’s something a girl would remember right?
“When? I don’t think I would even know how to start to do it.” I try to turn around in his arms and take a step back, I can’t think straight while having that much body contact with him. He lets me go and steps back himself so he’s leaning back on the counter again.
“It's how I knew you were in trouble. I heard you calling for me. Which to be honest is pretty amazing,
