She turned the page, this time more gently. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
Here we go again. She always made me talk about things that I didn’t want to, but when the time came for her to spill, she didn’t. The girl was a closed book.
“Do you think Dastien is going to come by tonight?” She asked, changing the subject right back to what I didn’t want to talk about.
I went easy on her and let the Donovan topic go for now, but I wasn’t forgetting about it. “Probably.” I thought about Dastien. His dark hair, amber eyes, and wicked smile. The little bit of cockiness to it, plus the sincerity and dimples…it melted me every damned time. The past few weeks, we’d grown closer, moving beyond our initial attraction. It’d been a little all consuming at first, but beyond that, we had a lot of the same interests. Books. Music. Dancing. And no one could make me laugh like he did.
I hoped he’d come by tonight.
“Well, just remember protection.”
I gasped. “Meredith!” Why was she bringing this up now?
“I’m being serious. I’m not ready to be an auntie yet.”
My cheeks were burning. “We’re so not even there yet.” Thank God I had the latest DJ Tiesto mix playing from my laptop. I didn’t want anyone overhearing this conversation. Werewolves’ ears were extremely sensitive.
“But you have to swear to spill when you do.” She put the magazine down and grinned at me.
“Oh my God.” I put my hand over her mouth. “Stop before someone hears,” I whisper shouted at her.
Meredith reached across me for my laptop remote on my nightstand, turning up the volume. “The Full Moon Ceremony is as good as a wedding. We should talk about what you’re going to do after, if you know what I mean.” She waggled her eyebrows at me.
“Shut up.” I leaned back on my pillow and closed my eyes. “I’m nervous. About it all. Shifting. Being with him. Am I supposed to live in the dorms still? I know he’s got a cabin somewhere on campus, but I haven’t been there yet. Plus, I’m turning eighteen the same day. That’s entirely way too young to be married. It all seems so weird and I feel awkward bringing it up with him. I don’t really know what to say.”
“Just talk to him. He’ll understand.”
“I don’t know. I think bringing it up might hurt his feelings, but taking such a huge step right now is crazy…but then I think about Dastien, and maybe it’s not so crazy. But that could be the hormones talking.” I groaned. “I’ve lost my mind. I’m rambling. Say something, please. Make me feel better about this whole thing.”