Gifted

Chapter 23 - Sage

"Thank you Mike, yes it's fine for Mr Stone to come up My stomach erupted into a flurry of craziness as Mike announced Hunter's arrival.

He was now only an elevator ride away.

My breathing quickened as I looked around my flat. Oui—okay, everything is tidy, all good.

Warnings flooded my mind, but I shoved them aside telling myself they weren't mine.

Shaking my head, and looking down at my outfit, I smiled at Pearl's choice. We had decided a relaxed appearance would fit the occasion and the summer dress draped nicely over my curves. Fluffing my hair, my toes curled into the rug beneath them as I tried to relax.

I'm ready, we're ready. Breathe, it's not like we're meeting for the first time.

Then why did I feel so nervous?

The doorbell rang and ran my hands over my dress attempting to settle the swarm of bees buzzing around my stomach... it failed.

Breathe. I walked to the door.

Opening, I drank in the sight of him. How he looked more beautiful than the last time I saw him was beyond me. He had his jacket in his hand and his shirt cuffs were unbuttoned and rolled up to his elbows.

My wolf purred as I saw her lift her nose and sniff the air, inhaling deeply. She scented his wolf and I could feel her heart pound alongside my own.

I almost jumped when she let out a sudden possessive snarl.

Mine!

Her thoughts bounced around my head as I saw her eyes shift to a deep blue, darker than I had ever seen before.

Ignoring her. I drew my attention back to him.

"Hunter." Thankfully my voice was steady.

I stepped back to allow him entry, but he didn't move. He licked his lips as he took a moment to gaze at me. His eyes burned as they seared into mine. His intense expression instigated a spark and my cheeks to burst into flames.

He dragged his teeth across his bottom lip before a slight smile kicked in at the edge of his mouth. His eyes narrowed as they drifted over the rest of me.

I knew that expression—like he wanted to devour me whole.

As his eyes returned to mine, satisfied, they darkened, the golden flecks almost invisible causing goosebumps to flood my arms.

I wanted him to touch me. I needed to touch him.

He stepped towards me. His warm breath fanned my face, and I had to tilt my head to look up to him.

His hands came around my waist, squeezing, pulling me towards him. He leaned in brushing his nose along the delicate skin of my neck. "Fuck, I missed you," he whispered, his tone low, sexy, filled with intent.

He missed me...

Not able to answer his mouth came down hard on mine—almost angry. I kissed him back with the same intensity. He groaned as he pushed his tongue deep into my mouth, dominating mine.

He gripped my waist tighter, walking us backwards. The coolness of the wall welcomed my back through the thin material of my dress. His body pressed up against mine, his hardness screaming how much he wanted me.

Mon Dieu.

How could I have thought I could end what we had only just started?

The echoing thoughts telling me why we shouldn't be together were drowned by my feelings, they overwhelmed me, and my wolf made her thoughts and desires clear.