Fane shook off the thoughts so he could answer her question.
“There is much I need to talk with you about, but I don’t think tonight is a good time. I’m not trying to be cryptic, but I need to talk to my father about some things. I would, however, like to take you out if you would do me the honor.”
Jacquelyn looked at him blankly and blinked a few times.
“So what I’m hearing you say is that you have information that I need to know, but you’re not going to tell me just yet. And with all this bizarre stuff…well bizarre to me, you want to go out on a date, like everything is just rosy?” she asked him, sounding astonished.
“Pretty much,” Fane responded.
“Well, I can’t very well hold a gun to your head and make you tell me Although, Jen would think that a perfectly acceptable response. Then again, Jen also thinks going to football practice and lying out in her bikini is amusing so, ya know, gotta keep it all in perspective,” Jacquelyn explained.
“Okay, I’ll go out with you. When is our little adventure and how should I dress?” she asked.
“Tomorrow, wear something comfortable to ride on the motorcycle and don’t worry, I bought you a helmet.”
“You did what?” she asked in disbelief. “You were that sure I would say yes?”
Fane stepped closer to her, lowering his face towards hers. He whispered, “I felt my chances were pretty good. I can be very persuasive when I need to be.”
Fane stayed there a minute longer, but decided it best that he back away from her a little because he was very tempted to kiss her. She shook her head as if to clear it when he stepped back, and looked at him with what he thought might be longing in her eyes.
Time to go, Fane told himself. He took her hand and lifted it to his lips, never breaking eye contact with her.
“Thank you for a wonderful evening. I truly enjoyed your company, my Luna,” Fane said quietly.
Jacquelyn was having trouble getting her brain to tell her mouth what to say but she finally spit out, “Me too.”
Fane didn’t want to leave her. It was against his instincts and his wolf growled at the thought. She was supposed to be with him, where he could take care of her and keep her safe. But it wasn’t time yet, so he would have to take advantage of the time they did spend together and soak up her presence. He leaned in quickly and took a deep breath. Then he blew gently next to her ear. She shivered. What Jacquelyn didn’t know was that he wasn’t trying to be sensual by blowing next to her ear – he was putting his scent on her so other Greys would know she was his.
The scent wouldn’t last long, only a day or so. The only permanent way to put his scent on her was to complete the bond. Unfortunately, they weren’t quite there yet.
With that, Fane turned away from his mate and walked back to the Henrys'. At the door, he turned one last time and found her still standing there, watching him. He lifted his hand to his mouth and blew her a kiss, sending her a thought. “Sweet dreams, meu inimă. Dream of me. I will be dreaming of you.”
Chapter 13
Jacque stood on her front porch, staring as Fane retreated to the Henrys'. She wanted to call him back, didn’t want to spend a second without him. Get a grip, woman. She took a few deep breaths, trying to clear her mind, and when she did she noticed the subtle scent of woods and spice. Strange, but the scent called to her, comforted her, like she could wrap herself in a blanket of it.
She took one last look at the Henrys' house and turned to go in.
“Mom,” she hollered. “I’m back in.”
“Okay, the girls took some brownies upstairs. Are you okay? Need to talk about anything?” her mom asked.
“No, I’m good,” Jacque told her. “Oh, there is one thing. Fane asked me out on a date for tomorrow night. That okay?”
Lilly looked at her daughter, trying to decide if she thought it a good idea for her daughter be with him. After all, she did know who and what Fane was, not that anyone else knew that. Although, she was beginning to think that Fane might suspect something.
“Yeah, that’s fine. You two know what you’re going to do?”
“Not yet,” Jacque answered, then went upstairs to give the latest news to her two partners in crime.
Jacque opened her bedroom door to find Jen and Sally lying on her bedroom floor, happily munching on the brownies Sara had brought over.
“Soooo, did he confess his undying love for you and ask you to run away to his Romanian castle?” Sally asked in a wistful voice.
“Oh my gosh,” Jacque said sarcastically. “How did you know?”
“I’m just good like that. Ya know, with the knowing the future and what not,” Sally answered.