You know, I was expecting something a little more fun and entertaining when Derek finally went full wolf. Or at least embarrassing. So again, I'm left to fill in what should have happened.
Disclaimer: The direct text is Kelley Armstrong and the publisher's. I'm just using it as a frame of reference. So don't hurt me.
When I relaxed, he shifted closer, fur brushing my hand. I tentatively touched it, feeling the coarse top layer and soft undercoat. He leaned against my hand, as if to say it was okay, and I buried my fingers in his fur, his skin so hot from the Change it was like putting my numb hands on a radiator. My cool fingers must have felt just as good, because he closed his eyes and shifted until I was leaning on him. I took his invite and gripped him tighter, hugging him close to keep me warm.
And to cool him down a bit, of course. It must have worked, because within minutes, he was asleep. Or maybe I'm just bad company.
I closed my eyes, meaning to rest for just a moment, but the next thing I knew, I was waking up, curled on my side, using Derek as a pillow. A body pillow. My arms were still wrapped around him tight and my head was comfortably resting between his shoulders and back, but the rest of my body had also made itself comfortable. My feet had tucked in a bit to rest between his legs. A lot closer to body parts that would normally be covered than my waking mind was comfortable with.
I looked up to see if he had noticed. Considering his eyes boring down at me, I think he had. Only he hadn't done anything to change the situation.
I moved to detangle myself from his body, which he did nothing to help me out with. You would think he wanted us to be tangled up. I wasn't going to let my mind hop down that rabbit hole. Unrequited love is a lot more predictable.
"S—sorry, I didn't mean—"
He cut me short with a growl, telling me off for apologizing, then bumped my leg, knocking me back onto his side. I lay there a moment, enjoying the warmth. He snarled a yawn, flashing canines as long as my thumb, and rolled onto his back, trapping me in an awkward—but still effective—hold as his front leg came around my back.
I really needed to start working out during our little down time.
If it wasn't for his current shape, we would probably look pretty cozy. Like a couple enjoying some solitude in the night forest. I really shouldn't be thinking about things like that at a time like this.
That one was a lot more me, but equally cozy. See what I mean? Derek huggles make it all so much better. Let me know if there are other parts, in all of the books, that you would like to see with a bit more togetheriness. I'm still not done with this book, though, and am planning something delightful for the end. Reviews would be nice too. ;)
