She laid her head on his shoulder. "Not yet."
"You know, you were much more agreeable as a wolf."
A chuckle escaped her lips. "Damn you. I don't want to laugh. I'm mad." He pulled her closer and kissed her forehead. By the time they finished their drinks, Elisabeth seemed much calmer.
Jackson touched her cheek. "Can I please tell you about our amazing night and what a beautiful wolf you are?"
She closed her eyes and sighed, "Okay."
He didn't leave a single detail out, hoping she would understand how obvious it was that she would not hurt him. When he finished the tale, he asked, "What do you think?"
She smirked, "I think you need to get a dog."
"Come on. Won't you reconsider staying here next month?"
"Not a chance."
Jackson knew she would not move on this today, but he had a month to convince her, so let it go. "What do you want to do today?"
"I'm exhausted. I need a nap."
"All right, you go nap. I'll finish carving the pumpkins you've drawn."
She kissed him and headed for the stairs.
"Hey Legs?"
"Yes?"
"It's tomorrow and I still love you."
"I love you too, dumb ass."
***
Jackson prepared lunch for Elisabeth and brought a tray up. "Hungry, my Queen?"
"Starving."
He set the tray on the bed and kissed her. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, I can't believe it's one o'clock. This looks delicious."
"Trying to get back on your good side."
"Hmm, it's working."
Elisabeth polished off her lunch quickly, then Jackson removed the tray and asked, "Now what would you like to do?"
She grabbed his shirt and pulled him close. "I want make-up sex."
He backed up a little and arched his brow. "Wow. Never done that before, but I'm more than willing to learn."
"I'm sure you'll be a pro in no time." She chuckled and kissed him.
***
They were still in bed when Sarah and Connor returned. Jackson got up and locked the door. "Sarah has news; she'll come barging in here."
Elisabeth sat up. "Let's go hear about it."
Downstairs, Connor opened a bottle of champagne. Elisabeth asked, "What are we celebrating?"
Sarah jumped up and down waving her left hand. "We got married!"
"What?" Elisabeth grabbed her hand. "Oh, it's beautiful, congratulations."
Jackson had made his way to her. "Congratulations, Princess." He hugged her and kissed her cheek.
Sarah gushed, "It was so romantic. There's no waiting period in Vermont. Connor had it all planned. He even had a birth certificate for me."
Connor passed out the champagne, and held up his glass. "To my bride, my one true love."