Ensnared (Book 6) The Brazil Werewolf Series

Chapter Seven/Connections

The sky was streaked with black and dark blue as we made our way back to the motorhome park. I sighed in relief. No reception would come after our wedding, only Bo and I being together...Alone. I sighed in relief stress floating away as it seemed to do in his presence. I smiled realizing that I never wanted a reception. I had just wanted it the way it was going to be.

His hand was wrapped tightly around mine but for the first time, Bo seemed nervous around me. He glanced at me with wide eyes but remained silent, his brow furrowing as he chewed on his lower lip.

"What are you thinking?" I asked and he laughed but it was shaky. His anxiety darkened his features and he shifted in his seat.

"I'm a little worried that I can't match what we did last night," he said and then, sighed as his nerves floated away. Just speaking the words seemed to release the tension.

I grinned as my mind brought up images from the night before. My core clenched deliciously, "I'm sure you'll do fine," I said, raising my brow as I studied his face.

"Last night was..."

"Intense," I finished for him and he nodded as he rubbed his thumb over the top of my hand, "But it seems that just being around you has always been that way."

"But I loved every minute of it," I said, running my tongue over my teeth.

He chuckled and damned if he didn't seem proud. I wouldn't take that away from him. It seemed pride wasn't an emotion he had often.

"Do you regret last night?" I asked, frowning, wondering if that was why he was so anxious, "I mean...Did I ruin our wedding night for you?"

He shook his head, "No, you didn't ruin it and I certainly don't regret it," he said, glancing at me, his frown returning as he studied my face, "Do you?"

My lips quirked as those images flitted through my mind again, "I will never regret it," I said as we pulled into the motorhome park.

"It worries me. We're bound in two ways now," he said, his eyes wistful but there was fear there too, "I don't know how you'll handle that later."

"I think I will handle it fine but even if I don't, I still won't regret it," I said, raising my chin, "I was scared but it wasn't just about being afraid of what Eva would do. I wanted to be bound to you and you alone."

"Me too," he said, biting his bottom lip, "And I know how odd that sounds."

I shook my head, "Not when I've felt the same thing."

"What about the blood bond?" He asked, his shoulders tensing. I tilted my head, realizing he was asking for permission if something happened, "We're in dangerous times. What do you want me to do if something happens to you."

"If I were dying, I hope you would save me," I said, raising my chin, "I would want to save you."

He parked in front of a brand new motor home that I assumed was ours and shut off the car. He turned to me, "I would but I also know this can't be love yet," he said, his brow furrowing, "Whatever is between us is intense, and I don't know what it is but it can't be love."

"No, I don't think so either...It's too soon," I said, raising my brows as I grinned, "But I like you a lot, Mr. Brazil...More than anyone and that's enough for now."

The seriousness faded from his face and he cupped my cheek, "I like you a lot too, Mrs. Brazil."

His lips touched mine and my stomach flipped as it always did when Bo was near. I took a deep breath and though neither of us could figure out exactly what this feeling was, we were happy simply being with each other.