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When she finished, Doyle took her arm and helped her walk to a big rock.
She pressed the heels of her hands against her eyes to force the tears to stop, but they spilled down her cheeks.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I should be better at this,” she said.
He sat next to her. “Better at what? Dealing with a shit ton of stress?”
When she couldn’t form a response, she just nodded her head.
“Well, right now, you’re having a panic attack. You reek of adrenaline.”
Angela lifted her arm and smelled her armpit, embarrassed that she had an odor.
“It’s not that kind of smell.” He got off the rock and stood in front of her. “Look, don’t get mad over what I’m about to say. There’s a reason men are the only ones who have been the president.”
She jumped up and rabbit-punched him in the nose. Angela prepared to do it again. It actually helped her feel better.
Doyle stumbled back, holding his nose. “What the hell? I told you not to get mad.” He held out his hand to stop her. “Give me a chance to explain what I mean.”
She stepped back and shook out her hand. “That hurt.”
“Yes, it did.”
She balled her hand and pulled it back. “You better explain quickly, or I’ll hit you again.”
“My guess is women haven’t tried for this job because they are so busy doing everything else. Women, especially mothers, have more responsibilities than men, a lot more. I’m not sure I’ve met any man who can take on as much as mothers. Women are just built better.”
She relaxed her shoulders, stepped back, and sat on the rock again. Her hand was throbbing. She opened it and closed it a couple of times.
“You’ve had to deal with a lot of shit in a short time. Give yourself some credit for not losing your mind.” He sat next to her. “You know I met your husband once.”
Angela was shocked. “Really? You met Ollie?”
“Yeah. He was young and with the Peace Corps, I think.”
“Did he know what you were?”
Doyle shook his head. “No.”
“That’s how we met, you know? We were both in the Peace Corps.” She leaned her head back and focused on the stars. Without realizing it, she said, “I still miss him.” Her hand flew to her mouth as if to prevent any more words like that from coming out.
“I’ve never had a mate, so I don’t know what to say. I don’t know Blake well, but he seems like a decent dragon. I know he loves you.”
Angela lowered her hand. “So, he tells me. I’m not sure I understand what that means. I’m not sure I understand how a dragon can mate with a human.”
“When a shifter mates, it’s such an intense emotion that it controls their every waking thought. Everything they do is centered on making their mate’s life better.”
“That’s what scares me. He wants to do everything, but I don’t know if I can do that for him in return.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m not sure there’s room for him and my other commitments.”
“Has anyone ever asked you what it is that you want?” Doyle pointed to the sky.
Angela watched a star fall. “That’s supposed to be good luck. You should make a wish.”
“I don’t need to wish for luck. I make my luck.”
