Chapter Seven

Conri…

As Conri finished his shower, he got dressed in a casual jean and a polo neck shirt. He went to lay down on his bed, fully dressed, counting the minutes. He staired up at the ceiling, wondering what she will feel like, her skin, her hair. He felt himself and his wolf get excited just thinking about her…

There was a light knock on his door, interrupting his thoughts and he immediately felt irritated.

“Come in” he said, irritably.

“Hi, do you have a minute?” Sheila popped her head around.

“Sheila, what is it?” He sat up on his bed, popping some pillows behind his back for support.

“Did you get the gift I left in your office?” She asked, a little nervous.

“Yes, but I did not open it.”

“Why not?” Sheila felt offended and stepped inside the room. She had a sexy little dress on, showing off her long perfect legs. He did appreciate beauty; he was not a rock. But standing there, looking so sexy, she did nothing for him.

“I was too busy. What was in it, Sheila?” Conri felt annoyed and j