whispered, knowing he’d be pulling his business from the liquor supplier that had fired her and he’d be telling them just why he’d done it, too.
Kissing her cheek again lightly, he buried his nose against her neck and breathed her in slowly. “I missed you and the fact I couldn’t talk to you except in sleep, and even then I was trying not to do anything to drag you into my dreams. I really am sorry about today. I fell asleep in my office and my mind just swung to you and how much I missed you.” Among other things.
She shrugged and tilted her head sideways. “Don’t be sorry.” Her hand stroked his shoulder absently as she continued, “Never be sorry, Janos. I know you didn’t mean to pull me in, and it was likely my fault, too, because I had missed having you holding me in our dreams. I don’t have a phone or I likely would have called you through the week, because I really did miss you, believe it or not.”
When she looked up at him, she sighed. “It’s all right, I will find another job.” And she would. She didn’t worry about that. She would find another job, maybe one that paid just as much if not more than the last one. “I think, however, when I look for my next job, it will need to be one where I can sleep when you do.”
Smiling at her words, he relaxed his hold a little as he watched her. “I probably shouldn’t say it, but I’m glad you missed me. I’ve definitely missed you.” Like she couldn’t have figured that out considering the dream he’d yanked her into earlier that day. “It’s been pure hell forcing myself to stay away from you this week. I’ve caught myself walking out the door to come here and had to turn back around and find something to do that would keep me busy.”
Chapter 14
Shifting slightly, he rubbed her back lightly. “What kind of job are you thinking about doing this time around?” he asked quietly.
She shrugged and toyed with his shirt. “No idea.” She didn’t have a college degree, so she wasn’t a massive asset to anyone, but she was a fast learner, and if she had to she would work at the local fast food place, it would be fine. “You could have come to see me, Janos,” she heard herself mutter and shook her head. “I just didn’t want you to expect phone calls from me, which was why I said a week.” It had been a hell of a week, too.
“Janos, can I ask a question?” This time she pulled back to look up at him, and when he told her “of course,” she asked, “Do all of the Wolf Packs wear gang-like colors?” She really did have a good reason to ask.
It seemed that the first man that found her wore blue and black, and on Tuesday when she got on the bus, it was as if the whole bus had half of them blue and black and half of them white and red, and both sides seemed to be ready to kill the other side. The men in the white and red welcomed her, cocooned her into their center, and kept her occupied, while the others looked ready to kill. It was the most surreal thing she had ever before encountered.
Frowning, he nodded slowly. “The Packs wear the colors of their original flags of whoever their ruling lord was at the time before the Royal fall. They wear them to identify what side they are on and who they have allegiance to.” Stroking back her hair gently, he shook his head. “Why do you ask, Mina?” He was curious from where the question came.
“So why don’t you wear colors like that?” She answered his question with a question. It was odd. She had sat there in disbelief all night, hadn’t slept, and now that he was holding her close and stroking her hair she felt like a warm kitten and could have almost purred in reaction. Her eyes closed and she nuzzled against his shoulder as she pulled her legs in closer. “Do you work tonight?” If so, she needed a nap today so that she could stay up all night and into tomorrow for her job searching.
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