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“It’s not going to work on your human timeline. Just…some advice from a former human who fell for a shifter. The man in him will call to you, the animal will grab ahold of you. There is no waiting six years to commit with shifters. They run on instinct. If the bond is there, it’s there, and there is no running from it. Not for them, and not for humans. It’s okay to feel overwhelmed, just so you know. Or to feel like things are moving too fast. Even relationships with us. You barely know us, but our instinct is to bring you close and teach you.”
“Teach me what?”
“How to survive this life.”
She didn’t know how to respond. Those words felt so profound.
“Silver mentioned your parents throwing a party for your ex tonight.”
“Yeah.” Heat filtered into her cheeks, and she ducked her gaze.
“Don’t do that,” Corey said. “If they chose wrong, you should never feel embarrassed. Can I go too?”
“To his birthday party?”
“Yes.”
She swallowed hard and thought on it. She really liked that Corey just said things how they were, and she liked the direct way she asked questions. “I would like that. I should warn you though, I haven’t talked to them in awhile. It’ll be awkward.”
“For them. Let Wreck lead you. Let us be at your back. It’ll be more fun than you expect.” Corey smiled kindly and softened her tone. “Trust me.”
And she did. As she watched Corey walking away with her head held high, with the confidence of a woman who knew her exact place at the top of the food chain, Timber did trust her.
She’d taken time away from shopping this huge garage sale to come over and talk to her, and she appreciated it more than Corey could imagine. She’d lost her friend group to the rumors Brandon had spread about her, and all that remained was her relationship with her sister. Finding friends who had no investment in her family drama was a breath of fresh air.
Truth be told, she was having so much fun. So. Much. Fun.
On a whim, she took a picture of the furniture in the back of the truck and sent it to Wreck.If you want me to go with you for supplies to rebuild your living room on your next day off, I can! Be forewarned, I will call it a date. I’m high-maintenance.Send.
The dots that said he was typing showed up immediately. A picture of a length of fence came through.Working my assoff so I can finish this job today and have a day off tomorrow. Want to have fun with you tonight.
The dragons were back in her middle. She smiled and typed out,I am kind of excited about tonight. Not because of my family, but because we get a fun night at a bar with the Fastlanders.Send. She took a quick video of the girls shopping the garage sale. Hallie was buying a Wiffle Ball set for Ruger, who was jumping up and down in excitement. Corey and Silver were knelt down, looking at the underside of a dining set. Sloane was looking back at her, waving, with a big grin on her face.
“I’m taking it for Wreck!” she called.
Sloane’s grin grew, and she flipped off the camera with both hands, giving Timber a good laugh.
Willa Barns had tagged along today. She held up two lamps that were in the shape of penises. “Does this match your aesthetic?”
She giggled and turned the camera toward her face. “J, crucial question—do we need penis lamps? Please respond quickly, before she starts haggling. She’s bought like thirty-seven things for four dollars at this point. She’s very good at it.” Send.
Yep, she was using his real first initial. Everyone else could call him Wreck Itall. She didn’t see him that way though. He was more Josiah than Wreck to her.
After the minute it took him to watch the video, he responded.If you bring those home, I will be all red flames.
She cracked up and texted back.Fiiiiine. We are going to lunch next, and then to get an outfit for tonight. Have you hung out with Ruger much? The kid is awesome.Send.
I just ordered one of my trading cards to be printed for him. His birthday is next week, and he collects them. He will have the only trading card of me in the world. I talked to the printer and signed paperwork that only this one would beprinted, ever. It will be the hologram one. Don’t tell him. Sloane texted me an hour ago to invite us (you and me) to his birthday party next weekend. She told me I’m not allowed to burn his birthday party. Annoying. I like that she invited you though. Ruger is the coolest part of the Fastlanders.
Okay. Okay! She really liked this man. He was caring and quiet with his presents, and she loved that he was going to do that for Ruger.
Send me a hot selfie.Send.
Only if you send me one.
Deal.Send. Timber took a picture of her making a silly face at the camera. Send.
Wreck sent her a selfie of his face angled to the side, cocky-man look on his face, baseball hat on backwards, white T-shirt clinging to his muscular shoulders.
