I’m being good and patient. Also, I am able and ready to pay whatever fees are required to enjoy a week with you.”
I touched my cheek, which was as scarred as ever. “I’m confused,” I admitted.
“By me having no problems with kissing your cheek, by the fact I wanted to kiss your cheek, or that I have plans for you once we’re checked in and in our room?” With a wicked chuckle, the lion got out of the truck, opened the cab’s back door, and went to work grabbing the bags of crocheting supplies and my personal belongings. “I’ll have to skip out somewhere for clothes, but there’s surely a mall around here somewhere. I’ll go during your first pampering sessions in the spa before looking into what we can do as a couple.”
“I should have taken you to your place, wherever that is, for some clothes. I’m sorry.”
It had been pure luck I’d had a shirt he could wear, as his shirt hadn’t survived our night together.
“I’m not. It would have added even more time to the trip, and I need some new casual clothes anyway. I tend to make my suits and buy my jeans, mainly because making jeans is a serious pain in the ass. However, I’m thinking I’m going to be making you several pairs of jeans. They will have pockets. Real pockets.”
I sucked in a breath. “Pockets?”
“Big enough pockets you will only have to carry a purse should you want to.”
“That’s some seriously dirty talk, Sebastian. If you’re trying to get me out of my clothes, it’s working. But we have to check in first. Though to be honest, you just have to breathe for me to want you out of your clothes. I should blame my virus on that one, but I’m an equal player in this. I accept responsibility for my share of lust. My virus was not the only picky one in this whole mess.”
I hoped he wanted to get me out of my clothes, and that once he did, he had a plan that didn’t involve at least six hours, as we didn’t have six hours before I was scheduled to be pampered. I hadn’t anticipated needing to choose between being pampered or romping around in the hotel room making full use of the expensive bed designed to withstand even the most amorous of lycanthropes.
I doubted the hotel was prepared to handle a lynx and a lion on a mission. I wasn’t even sure what our mission was while in the resort anymore, but I didn’t care. We were on a mission, and that was that.
The lion grinned. “I have no problem with being the subject of your lust. I’m even man enough to recognize that our viruses spiking and adapting to each other plays a large part in our mutual reactions right now, but I’m still going to enjoy and appreciate it. I’m also very grateful you took mercy on me, and not because I was the first half-decent man to cross your path. Anyway, I sometimes make jeans for my mother. She makes this complaint early and often, so every year, I make her at least two or three pairs of jeans for Christmas. As I fully plan on doing gentlemanly things to and for you, you will always get more pairs of jeans than my mother receives each year. To establish which woman in my life is of utmost importance. I’m a smart lion, Harri. I know what women want. Women want pockets.”
I stopped and stared at Sebastian. “Did you just call yourself half-decent? What happened to your lion ego and pride? That is not egoistical lion commentary. That was almost self-deprecating. And I should know. When it comes to my face, I’m the queen of making such commentary, and that’s the kind of commentary I would make. Well, about my scars, at least. The rest of me is feline perfection.”
“We’re going to have to work on how often you get injured taking on a bounty. That rate is not perfect, Miss Murder Mittens. I’m expecting actual perfection out of you in the future.”
I heard the challenge in his tone, and as always, I bristled. “Or what?”
“I’ll be too busy tending to your injuries to be able to worship your body and make you purr to my satisfaction.”
As far as threats went, his hit dead center, and my virus roused, aware of the risk to her pleasure and general happiness. And mine, too. Somehow, I’d become involved with