Chapter 158

Ours was the only bedroom on the main floor, which allowed us access to our private little outdoor sanctuary. The patio was cobblestone with an Old World stone privacy fence sheathed in vines and creeping flowers. The fountain built into the wall was that of a brass lion's head, and it provided enough tinkling sounds to create a natural backdrop. There was also a wildflower garden with a cobblestone walkway that led to the main backyard, where we did our official entertaining out by the pool.

I closed the French doors behind me and looked at him expectantly while still swiping at the stickiness around my mouth.

Paul raised his head to the starry sky as if paying tribute to the moon. He inhaled and the breeze ruffled his long hair. He looked like a painting on the cover of some romance novel. My heart beat one solitary time.

He looked at me then as if he had heard it. Although a werewolf's senses surpassed a vampire's, I didn't think it was possible that he had heard that one beat of