excited about with any of her other boyfriends.
Or maybe it was just as simple as she didn’t have to hide from him. Everyone she’d dated up to this point in her life had been human. She’d never have to explain the urge to shift, the need to run.
“I don’t know. But it’s only been two days since we met. This could wear off and it’ll be the same old Viv. Tossing men out of her life like she used to toss out the trash.”
“But the new Viv has a twinkle in her eye and a glow about her that’s absolutely adorable. I like the new Viv. You look happier than you have in a long time. Which makes me happy.”
The brunette smiled an amused smile, her red lips tilting upward in glossy perfection when her eyes met Viv’s. Green and almond-shaped, they were clear and bright, her skin smooth and polished.
Viv winced in her direction. “Sorry, I’m embarrassing myself. We’re over here yakking like two high school girls about a hot guy while you’re just trying to get your hair done in peace. Apologies.”
The brunette waved her hand in a dismissive gesture, flashing nails matching the color of her lips to a tee. “It’s Christmas—what better time to fall in love? Magic’s about this time of year. So, I don’t mind at all,” she said, her voice a sultry, husky timbre.
Viv slid from the chair and smiled back. “We’ve only known each other two days. No way it could be love this soon.”
The brunette’s lips curved into another smile as sultry as her voice. “Love happens when it happens. There’s no time frame.”
Her best friend bobbed her head with a wide grin. “What she said. No truer words.”
This wasn’t love. It was crazy chemistry, crazy connection, but it wasn’t love. Not yet anyway. But it sure felt like it could be something more than dates that led nowhere with men who only ended up making her angry when they’d complained about her devotion to rescuing strays.
“As much as I’d love to sit and talk about how silly and suddenly sentimental I’ve become, I can’t because I have to go. It was nice chatting with you.”
“Really? Why the rush?” JC asked.
“I have a date tonight, and lo and behold it isn’t with the cats and Netflix.”
JC batted her long eyelashes. “Ooo-la-la. It wouldn’t be date two with a hunk of a vet named Jagger already, would it?”
“I can’t believe you guessed,” Viv teased, still warm on the inside over Jagger’s suggestion they decorate her tree together. “He’s helping me get a Christmas tree and we’re going to decorate it.”
“Jagger?” The woman sat up a little straighter, re-crossing her shapely legs—legs that said she spent some time in a gym.
Instantly, Viv was alert. Did this stunning creature know Jagger? Just as instantly, she experienced a twinge of jealousy—something she’d never experienced. Not even when her ex-boyfriend Nick had cheated.
“Yep. That’s the name of the man I’m all but melting into a puddle of uncharacteristic-like goo over. Do you know him?”
She lifted her chin for a moment, but then she relaxed. “No. It’s just an unusual name. Very sexy,” she purred silkily.
Viv and JC exchanged a quick glance over her head before JC leaned down and said, “Let’s get you washed and I’ll walk my friend out. Blair? Could you give the pretty lady a wash and condition, please?” She pointed to the shampoo girl then grabbed Viv’s arm and directed her toward the front door.
“Who is she—because va-va-voom lady is va-va-voom,” Viv whispered under her breath.
“She’s definitely not going to make a man chew his arm off if he wakes up next to her, and I have no idea. I’ve never seen her before. She was a walk-in.”
Her sixth sense kicked in. “I thought hardly any strangers ever came to town? Didn’t Max tell me they were wary of new faces?”
“Well, it’s Christmas. Werewolves have family, too.”
Viv chuckled, pulling her jacket on, forgetting why she even cared. “I’m
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