Words. He needed words. He needed to respond. She'd said something.
What the hell had she said?
Maybe if he squinted he'd be able to make out the words forming on her beautiful plump pink lips.
Nope. Words weren't his thing. Never had been. Fighting was his thing, if that was a thing. Dating wasn't his thing, because it involved words. But Raine was bringing a whole new side of him out. Right. She'd talked about kidnapping. Kidnapping him. He laughed. He literally laughed so loud, the barista almost spilled the cup she was holding.
"Kidnap me huh. Well, that would be entertaining to see."
Good Lord, he'd let her too. Her full lips would look pretty amazing around his dick. His eyes widened and he looked around. No one could read his thoughts, or he sure as hell hoped not.
"I uh. Yeah. Are you doing okay? It sort of looked like the train was in the station, but no one was boarding."
That had him smile. "You think you're funny, don't you."
Her mouth pulled to the side before she spoke. "No. Not particularly. Well maybe. I dunno. I uh. So are you using a paranormal dating agency by chance?"
That had the smile slowly dropping. "I. Uh. Well. Yeah. I am. I suck at dating. I'll just admit it."
Kian felt like he was a really good judge of people’s character for the most part. He also was a pretty good judge of scents. The predator in him had to be good at fear. But right now he wasn't hunting, not for the kind of prey he usually hunted anyway. A part of him took over as he recognized her quickened heart-rate, unsteady breathing, and the sticky scent of apprehension.
He leaned in and whispered. "Let me guess, you're the blonde in a purple shirt looking for a guy in a fire-department shirt."
She nodded, her eyes wide. The sticky sour scent turned sweet and a heat flashed through her eyes. No. It wasn't fear at all. She was a cornered rabbit, but it was as if she was near ready to surrender.
Her voice squeaked out, "oh look coffee is done." She took her cup from the counter and headed away.
Taking his cup he followed her. She seemed distracted and her movements seemed ridged. He didn't know what to make of that.
"Hey, uh you want to sit close to the door?" he asked.
It took her a minute, but she gave a quick shrug and walked back towards the front of the long narrow windowed room.
"You know. Just in case you need to run away or something," he added.
Something about the scent of her had him feeling a whole lot more confident in himself. She hadn't shown her hand yet, but her reaction said that he might be one of her weaknesses, or at least someone like him and his inner animal was all over that. He couldn't let her go, regardless of what he kept telling himself. She awoke the need in both sides of him and for once he wanted exactly what his cougar did.
"So. You. You use Gerri Wilder than?" Raine finally asked.
He nodded.
"How is it that you need help getting a date?" she asked.
He stared at her. "Really? I could ask you the same thing."
"Not really. I'm really not that interested in men right now. That and. Well I'm not exactly the type of woman everyone races to."
This screamed trap. He wasn't stupid. What the hell did he say to that. She obviously couldn't take a compliment and he wasn't exactly Casanova.
"Right uh. Well. Let me just say that I'd disagree with you. And when you say you aren't interested in men, does that mean you want a woman?"
"What? No. I mean it's fine, I have nothing against it, but no. I'm strictly into men. I really like penis. I mean, I had this thing in college, but in the end I just want a man. I just..."
There was that sweet blush of hers crawling from the neckline of her shirt kissing her skin.
He couldn't help but smile as he got distracted by the rise and fall of her breasts.
"Why are you smiling you ass. What? Have you never heard the word penis before? I mean you have one."
He laughed as he saw her eyes flick down stopping at the table, but he knew where her mind had gone.
"I'm glad to hear that you are interested in, how did you put it?"
She tilted her head and stretched her arms in front of her, picking at something invisible on the table. "I said I liked penis. Like that’s a surprise. Whatever. You are such a man. Only focused on one thing."
Taking a sip from his coffee he lifted an eye brow. As he lowered his cup to the table he said, "Raine, I went with a dating service because my cougar has decided it's time to find a mate. So yeah, my mind is on one thing. I need to find a mate. You though." He winked. "You said the word penis."
Her body sat up straighter as he said the word a second time.
"I guess you knew I was a shifter right? Gerri is an expert and wouldn't have matched us if she didn't think you were okay with it. That being said, let me just confirm my suppositions. You're human then?"
Her fingers played at the sides of her mug.
"Yes. I mean not just. I can talk to the dead sometimes. I talk to my dead grandma. "
"Interesting. I know there are a lot of paranormal beings that are sensitive to the afterlife. You sure you're human?"
A very unfeminine growl escaped her lips. "Yes. You're an ass, you know that?"
"Aw come on. I didn't mean anything by my question. It's a fair question to ask. I've never dated a human, let alone one that was haunted by an old lady. I'm sure you have questions for
