Chapter 32

“I miss him,” I complained. Hannah shook her head and continued to check the stock. We were in the back of her store where they kept all the goodies that couldn’t go in the front.

“I would be surprised if you didn’t. Don’t worry, he said he’d call as soon as he’d land and then every two hours. In the meantime, relax.” She comforted me as she checked something on the clipboard and moved to the next box.

“I know, I know, but that doesn’t seem to matter at my wolf. She’s just adding on by painting pictures in my head. What if there’s a storm and their plane crashes? I don’t even know if he can swim! Oh my god, I’m horrible. I didn’t even check his suitcase. What if he runs out of something? He can’t go nude. . . I’d kill him,” I mumbled that last part to myself.

I’d never been worried about someone traveling far away from me. As soon as I had seen him disappear into the plane, I felt a sense of panic and despair to have him back. I knew it was ridiculous and that the man could take care