but Jonas made her laugh. He didn’t make her nervous. She knew she would probably like Jonas. He was in law enforcement, so he was a flirt. That she could take. Those types of men were what Ash was used to. She knew how to be herself around cops. Now this one I can handle. Jonas is a cop, and he is just flirting. I can handle him.
“That is a beautiful name for a beautiful lady.” Ash smiled, embarrassed. This time she moved more toward Nash.
“Well, Ash, on another day, I will tell you a story of Ashland, Georgia, and the story of The Trinity.”
“The Trinity? I’ve never heard of it.” Ash sounded intrigued.
“What would you like to drink, Ashland?” Larken asked, changing the subject.
“A beer would be fine, any kind.” Larken smiled, turned around, and ordered Ash a beer then handed it to her.
Ashland turned around, looking over the place. She loved this lodge, with its high ceiling log beams and the windows that were glass from floor to ceiling. She loved the tables and chairs. The lodge gave you the feeling of home. Why does this feel like home to me? Stop it, Ash. You can’t get comfortable here. This isn’t your home. Your home is in New York. Ash shrugged her shoulders, not wanting to have those kinds of thoughts.
A beautiful woman walked over to Larken and advised him that their table was ready. Had to be a werewolf , Ash thought. It had to be in the gene pool. Even Nash and Jonas were good-looking men.
“Ash, would you like to go sit down? Our table is ready,” Larken asked.
“Sure, that would be great.” Ash put herself on the other side of Nash, so she wouldn’t be stuck in the middle. Larken’s smell was getting to her. Why does he smell so good? He looks so yummy in the black dress pants and the buttoned down white shirt. Even his shirt is unbuttoned a couple of buttons. Showing me just a little bit of hair. What do you have underneath your shirt? She could tell he had ripped muscles under that shirt and thought he might be around six foot four or taller. She just knew he was a big boy and that made her mouth water when she looked at him. Even thinking about him was getting to her libido.
While in the shower earlier, she started to visualize what it would be like if she was with Larken. Ash knew she had always wanted to move near Nash, plus she loved the outdoors. She loved her job, but Nash said he knew the Sheriff, and she could still work and help people. Okay, stop thinking about this right now . A part of her wanted to believe that Larken was truly interested in her, the person, but that was yet to be seen.
Larken tried not to look upset that Ash was continually putting herself on the other side of Nash and away from him. He tried to control the urge to grab her and run away with her. Making her believe she was his mate and to only stand by him. Larken knew if he touched her, then he would take her to his room. Jonas was trying to help, but all Larken wanted was to have Ash alone and in his bed.
Nash knew that Larken kept looking at him because Ash continued to move away from him. Nash decided there wasn’t anything he could do, so he decided to let Ash move wherever she wanted to. He decided he would take the backlash from his Alpha later. He already hurt Ash enough. He was trying to be neutral, but it was getting harder and harder. He loved them both.
They sat down at the table near the window so Ash could look at the mountains and all the lights twinkling up on the ski slopes. “Wow, this is a beautiful sight.” Everyone turned to look in the direction of the mountain. Everyone except Larken, who couldn’t keep his eyes off her. Ash blushed and looked down at her drink. Those eyes of his are doing it for me. She dreamt of a man who would look at her like that. She never believed it could happen to her. Now, here she was, faced with it, and she didn’t know how to act. She felt like a teenager on a date for the first time.
“So, Larken, how long have you owned the