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lives.”
Ruttford growled. “Five days, beautiful, and then that’s no longer our concern.”
“We need to talk,” Melonee blurted out before she lost her nerve. “Can we meet tonight, same place?”
Ruttford was silent for a moment and then said, “You won’t change my mind, Melonee. I’m being generous with the five days.”
Her anger spiked. “If you hadn’t played all those tricks on my family, Maverick wouldn’t be ready to skin you alive.”
“If I had known they were going to be family, I wouldn’t have come near them. But that doesn’t change the fact that I’m tired of waiting, Melonee. You’re mine and I plan on claiming you, whether your dad likes it or not.”
Melonee would have given him a piece of her mind for talking that way to her, but he was right. Ruttford had been more than patient. “Tonight, ten o’clock. Same place.”
“Wear some loose-fitting clothes, beautiful,” Ruttford said, his voice dropping to a husky tone that was filled with sensual heat and naughty promises.
Melonee hung up and wondered what the fey had in mind for her. She sat there holding the phone, her body wound so tight that every part of her was feeling needy and hot. Ruttford had woken something inside of her, and now that Melonee had a taste of what things were going to be like between them, there was no going back.
But before anything more happened between her and Ruttford, she had to tell him about Adam.
A knock sounded on her door. “Come in,” Melonee called out.
Hawk came into her room. If she hadn’t grown up around this warrior, his sheer size would have intimidated her. The wolf seemed to demand everyone’s attention when he walked into a room. “Yes?”
“Can I talk to you for a moment?”
Oh, no! Please don’t let him be here to give me a sex talk. The man had that gleam in his eye, and he looked uncomfortable as hell. She was going to die of mortification if he began with the birds and the bees.
“Okay,” she said as she drew the word out.
Hawk took a seat on her large, pink chair. He looked so out of place she nearly laughed, but didn’t because her stomach was tying in knots.
“The only reason I’m here is because Johnny asked me to talk to you.”
She was going to die. “About what?”
Hawk glanced around the room, his tanned skin taking on a slight shade of red.
Please, no, no, no.
“We all know that you found your mate, Melonee,” Hawk said and then cleared his throat. “And, uh, soon he’ll be claiming you.”
Melonee sat there slack-jawed. He was really going to go through with this! She wanted to hide her face and scream at him to get out, but she just sat there, stunned into silence. She prayed he lost his nerve and walked out. She prayed she lost her hearing. Hell, she prayed the house was struck by lightning in the next five seconds.
But she wasn’t that lucky.
“There are things guys like, and, uh, I just wanted to tell you—”
“Stop right there!” Melonee finally said before he totally messed her head up. “Look, Uncle Hawk, we both know you don’t want to have this conversation just as much as I’m begging you not to plant those images in my head. Why don’t you tell Johnny we had the talk and everything is fine?”
Never before had she seen the man looked so relieved. “Thank fuck,” he said and then apologized for cursing. “Trust me, the only reason I came in here is because he badgered me to speak with you.”
“We talked, you filled my head with images I’ll need therapy for, and we had a heartfelt moment,” she quickly said. “Now go.”
He stood. “I’ll tell him that.”
Melonee jumped up and locked her door as soon as he left. She stood there with her back pressed into the door, wanting to laugh and scream at the same time. She loved her family beyond measure, but if anyone else came to her with the talk , she was going to shimmer herself to Alaska.
Besides, her mother had talked to her about sex when Melonee was sixteen. There was no way she