"This young man's been waiting for you, Charlotte," Dad said, with a pat on my back. He grabbed my shoulder giving it a hug with his palm. I wobbled, embarrassed. Liam chuckled.
"I missed you," Liam said, the sincerity unmissed.
"Liam..." My glaze flicked in my father's direction.
Dad wrestled my shoulder again. "You kids go have some fun," he said. "Liam seems like a good guy. Just make sure you're back by dinner. Your mother's supposed to be calling."
I looked at Dad with disbelief. Where was I? I didn't know how Liam pulled that off, but impressed didn't come close. "Thanks, Dad. I'll be back for the call."
"Okay then, have fun you two." Dad tossed a quick look of warning to Liam, before disappearing into the house. The door clicked shut, and my body relaxed.
"How did you do that?" I asked.
"I have my ways," he said with a small teasing grin. He closed the distance between us, and my breath caught in my throat. His warm fingers slipped into mine and he brought them to his cheek. My heart pounded in my ears.
"Hey guys," Ty hollered over from the CVR. "Do you think I can get a ride?"
My face burned and I moved back from Liam. "Of course. Right, Liam?"
"Sure," he said.
As we sped down the road in Liam's mustang, Ty had become a ghost of her normal bouncy self in the back seat. "Ty?" I asked. "Are you all right back there?"
Hearing only a tight small grunt, I turned around to face her. "What's wrong?" I asked, when I saw the fear on her face. Both her hands gripped the seat next to her as she stared at the back of Liam's head. I followed her gaze, but saw nothing weird. 'What is it?' I mouthed. She wouldn't answer. She just shook her head back and forth.
Liam pulled into a small shopping plaza in the center of town. A conglomerate of chain restaurants, and stores surrounded us from every angle. Weaving his way through the parking lot, Liam stopped in front of a small restaurant at the far end.
"I hope you like Chinese," he said.
"What?" I asked.
"I ordered take out. Thought we could have a picnic."
I couldn't help but smile. Liam seemed to take my expression as a yes and got out. "I'll be right back."
Liam disappeared inside the building, and I turned back to Ty. "What's going on?" I asked. Ty relaxed a little, but I caught her stealing a glance to the outside. "He's gone, Ty."
She nodded. "Sorry, it's nothing. It's just, I don't know." She leaned forward on the back of my seat and whispered. "He's a werewolf! I mean, in theory I was fine with this, but we are sitting in a werewolf's car!"
"Shh," I said. "Look, I know this isn't normal, but Liam wouldn't do anything to hurt you or me. I know that."
"But he doesn't know that I know. What if he finds out? What he wolfs out on me?"
"I don't think that's going to happen." My voice surprised me with its defensiveness. "Liam wouldn't do that. He's a good guy. You're my friend and he says he loves me."
There, I said it.
Ty's jaw dropped. "What? You didn't tell me that. Are you crazy? You don't even know if he had something to do with those killings? He's not even really a teenager." Her chest rose and fell with quick jerks.
"Look, relax. I know that, okay. Don't hyperventilate on me. I know what I'm doing." I hoped.
"Do you love him?" she asked.
My words caught in my throat. "I don't know. It's complicated. The way he makes me feel scares me, Ty." I wanted to tell her how it felt almost primal, as if he had the key so some hibernating force lying dormant in me, but it terrified me too much. I couldn't think that way. I wouldn't. "I like him," I said. "I do. There's just too many unknowns right now."
Ty nodded in understanding, looking a little relieved. "Look, I'm sorry for over reacting about the whole werewolf thing," she said, rolling her eyes. "It's just a little huge. I'm trying to wrap my brain around it. I trust your judgment of wolf boy."
"Thanks." I smirked over the back of the seat. "Don't worry. Everything's going to be fine. He won't hurt us."
The door opened and we both jumped.
"What's going on?" Liam asked.
"Nothing," Ty and I said at once. I sunk back down in my seat, fixing my belt. "Food smells good," I said with a small grin.
"Delicious," Ty said.
I worked my best poker face as I felt Liam's mind work over us like an x-ray machine. "Were you talking about me?" he asked.
"Not at all," Ty and I said at the same time. My face burned.
"Hmm, I see," Liam said, giving us a curious look as he started the car. "What were you talking about?"
"Just how lucky I am to have a guy like you buy my lunch," I said, teasing. I gave him a peck on the cheek. "Thanks for the food. It smells really good."
His eyes flashed gold from under his messy hair and whispered in my ear. "The food's not the only thing that smells incredible."
My heart rate soared and my body trembled.
"Still in the car," Ty said.
Liam licked his lip as he sat back up with a grin, and then pulled into reverse.
Ty's house appeared in record time, and as I watched her descend inside with the album in her backpack, I knew our investigation would have to wait.
"I wanted to make sure you were okay about yesterday," Liam said.
His words made my stomach turn. I spent most of the morning trying not to think about the horrific scene at the gas station. The earlier diversion had in its own way been at least helpful in that aspect. Now, with the image of yesterday afternoon laid out in my mind, I wanted to huddle into a ball.
"I'm okay," I said, lying.
"That's what I thought," He said, nodding.
I couldn't blame him for being worried. I was not okay. Liam took a turn into a small wooded picnic area. Markers for camping stood to the left of us, and I realized this place looked familiar.
"This isn't...?"
A broad grin broke across Liam's concerned expression, and my jaw dropped. "The one and only. I can't help it. I love this place. It's where I met you," he said with a chuckle. I didn't know if I wanted to kiss him or scream. "We're using a different entrance though. There's mostly hiking and picnicking up here."
"Oh nice," I said. The way he looked at me burned through me. I tried to keep my focus out the windshield. It drove me crazy.
"Charlotte..."
His voice made my blood pressure soar and I gripped the seat, refusing to look. Could he hear the frantic rhythm in my chest? Did he know how my body responded to him? I caught his reflection in the window, his lips had parted, his eyes wolf.
He knew. Of course he did. He had the senses of an animal. Embarrassment flushed over me. He recognized how I felt all along, even from the first night in the woods. Every jump in my pulse, every time my breath caught, or my temperature rose, he sensed it. No wonder he was so smug. I couldn't hide anything from him.
"Hey." His fingers brushed across my jaw line and tilted my chin up. Golden hues swallowed me. "Let's go eat." Dropping his touch with a wink, he grabbed the Chinese food, and slipped outside.
My entire body crumbled against the black leather seat. Slowly I let the air enter and exit my lungs. I needed to stay together.
When Liam had the food laid out on the grass, he waved me over.
"I hope you're hungry. I got a little of everything," he said. Reaching his arm out, he pulled me down into his lap. My temperature climbed. I couldn't help but melt into his chest, hard with lean muscle. He felt warm and safe.