Janet stood and
started to pace.
"I know," he murmured.
"That's it, I know? Don't you have anything else to say
now that you're human again?"
"I'm sorry."
Janet cocked her head to one side. She felt the tears
stinging the back of her lids again. "I'm sorry, too. I thought
maybe we had a future together."
"We do have a future, Janet." Max shortened the distance
between them.
She backed farther away and put her hands in front of her.
"No. We don't."
"Don't say that." he insisted. His arms circled her
shoulders. He forced her to meet his gaze. "We are meant to
be together."
Janet shook her head.
"Yes, we are."
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Her resolve started to crumble. Her body wanted to
weaken and slip into his embrace. Not again. She pushed
against his chest and ran from the room.
"Come back!" he yelled as she ran from his home.
Janet slept for the better part of three days following her
nightmare. During all hours of the day Max called, leaving
messages.
She didn't call back. She needed time.
Her life was completely upside down. She dreamt of Max in
and out of his wolf form. Every morning she reminded herself
that it wasn't a dream.
Werewolves did exist. She knew one up close and
personal.
The reality of that little fact made her question all life as
she knew it.
If werewolves were real, than who was to say vampires
were not? What about shape shifters and demons from the
underworld?
Crazy talk, that's what it all was. But who was to say it
was only make believe? Perhaps her crazy patients weren't so
nuts after all.
Her fourth day in bed was interrupted by the phone
ringing. Her caller ID reported her father on the other line.
Rolling over she dragged the receiver to her ear.
"Janet honey, is that you?"
"You called me, dad."
"Oh, yeah. I did, didn't I?" His laughter brought a smile to
her face despite the pain in her heart.
"What do you need, dad?"
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"Can't a father call his child to say hi?"
Janet rubbed her eyes and sat up. "Someone else's dad,
maybe, but not you."
"You know me too well, girl."
"So what's up?"
Philip took a noisy breath that sounded like a groan over
the line. "I'm having a cup of coffee with a friend of yours."
"Really, who?" Janet kicked the sheets off and sat on the
edge of the bed.
"Someone who asked if it would be okay if he married
you."
She paused, digested her fathers words. "Max." she
whispered his name.
Philip let out a hoot. "I'm glad you guessed his name. I
was beginning to worry about this one."
"Is he sitting right there?" Janet asked completely awake.
"Yeah, he's a nice guy, Janet. Did you know he drove a
Ferrari? Nothing wrong with a guy who drives a car like that if
you ask me."
"No one's asking you, dad."
"He did. Kind of old-fashioned of him, but I have to admit I
liked it."
"Put him on the phone," she said.
"He says you're not taking his calls."
She was about to blow her top. "Put him on the phone!"
"Okay, okay...geez."
"Hi, beautiful." Max's voice purred over the line, sending
instant shockwaves over her body. Her heart lunged.
"Hi, Max."
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"Your dad's a nice guy, even if he is making me pay for the
coffee."
"What are you doing?" He sounded so calm, so sure of
himself.
"Having coffee, and asking your father for your hand."
"You're crazy, you know that?" She kept her voice even,
although it threatened to crack.
"I've been called worse." He sighed into the phone. "I need
to see you, Janet. I can't sleep, I can't eat."
His plea pressed on every nerve in her body. She ached for
him, too. "A bit extreme of you to pretend you want to marry
me."
"I'm not pretending, Janet. I am going to marry you. It
might take me years to convince you we belong together, but
I'm in for the long haul. I'm not going anywhere."
The lump in her throat caught, he sounded so sincere.
"How can I trust you? How will I
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