Well hell... he literally came eye to eye with her, didn't he? Not a very tall one, but then again, a guy didn't have to be tall to be cute. And this one was ripped too. Maybe he was compensating for something. Who knew? Still, she'd been the one to approach him and he seemed nice enough. It wasn't like she couldn't overpower him if he tried something. That part might be fun.
Outwardly, Erica was all soft curves. There was meat on this girl and she wasn't afraid of it. She loved her curves. Inwardly, however, Erica was all wolf. She loved being a werewolf, even if she had had a moment of fear and weakness before. Everyone did. It was how they dealt with it that said a lot about who they were.
Erica had run... and she was ashamed of that. But she had a chance to fix it now, possibly. She just had to do the right thing. Find her anchor instead of running. And she would find it too. She was determined.
Reaching out her hand to take his and shake it, she smiled brightly. "Erica Reyes."