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“Don’t expect anything.” Theron held out his hand, and I placed mine in his. “You’re here to check the place out and meet a few pack members, that’s all.”
His palm was warm and calloused, and I shivered at his touch.
I hadn’t experienced much physical contact with males. Most of the time, I was isolated from the others, which was a blessing in my old pack. I’d never wanted to be touched, but holding Theron’s hand made me wonder what the rest of him would feel like.
I blushed at my wayward thoughts as he led me inside to an open area with evenly spaced worktables.
“Hey, are you okay?” a feminine voice asked from behind me.
Theron and I turned to see Brielle.
“Brielle.” Theron sounded surprised. “Aren’t you supposed to be taking time off?”
She waved him off, looking to me for an answer.
“Oh, I’m fine,” I said.
“You sure? You look a little red.”
Theron gave me a questioning look.
Embarrassment made my face flame hotter. There was no way she knew where my mind had gone. . . right?
“I—it’s nothing,” I stammered. “Just a little temperature adjustment. It’s much warmer here than in the mountains.”
“Right.” She smiled conspiratorially. “And if anyone asks, I was out for a walk.”
Theron frowned. “I won’t lie to your mates if they ask about you.”
“I’m not asking you to lie. I’m asking you to inform them I wasn’t working. Which I’m not.” She held up a thin sheet of wood. “It’s a personal project.”
“By the Goddess,” Theron muttered, looking at the ceiling. “Fine, but don’t carry anything heavier than fifteen pounds. The guys will snitch on you if they see you.”
She pumped her fist in victory. “Yes! Has anyone ever told you you’re the best?”
He rolled his eyes. “Only the females who swindle me.”
“What are you making?” I asked Brielle, my curiosity getting the better of me.
“A bassinet.” She rubbed a hand on her gently rounded abdomen. “I wanted something I could drag around the den with me.”
“That’s so cute. I can’t believe you can make one.”
“It’s really not that hard. I’ll show you if you want,” Brielle said.
I looked at Theron, and he frowned.
“You don’t have to ask me, Myla. You can go where you want. I’ll come down and get you when it’s time for lunch.”
Excitement bloomed in my stomach. “Okay.” I squeezed his hand affectionately. “You really are the best.”
Theron’s brows dipped as if he were studying a math equation. Then, he shook his head, snapping himself out of whatever had put that baffled look on his face.
“I’m going to get some work done. Have fun.” He glanced at Brielle. “Remember what I said.”
She gave him a mock salute, took my hand, and led me over to one of the work benches.
I watched as she fit pieces together like an expertly crafted jigsaw puzzle. It was amazing to see what someone could do during their creative process. Once she had the pieces where she wanted them, she took out some screws and a drill and began to connect the edges.
