Tabitha would be a liar if she said that she wasnt curious what it might be like to be with trace. He was charming and playful and so very handsome, but she was naturally shy when it came to the physical.
Her cheeks grew a soft shade of pink as his hand slid up midthigh and she felt acutely aware of her body and his for the moment. She debated saying anything about it or trying to shift away, but she instead focused on his comment, smiling a little. "you sound like a natural were, being protective." She wondered if he'd always thought like that. It was one of the things she actually liked in the men, how protective and strong they were. "Oh? So you would think it was fun even if I managed to step on you a few times by accident?"