Chapter 48

Ebony's POV

“Shit,” I swore, scrambling off Ford and practically falling out of the car. He caught me, setting me steadily on my feet.

“What?” he stepped in front of me, his gaze scanning space.

“Your family saw us,” I hissed.

He relaxed. “They don’t care. They’ll probably congratulate me; everyone’s always worried a guy’s mate will decide she just wants to be friends with him.”

I scoffed. “Bullshit.”

He chuckled. “I’m serious. Everyone knows and accepts that it’s a possibility, but we all dread meeting the one woman we can be with only to have her not interested in us as anything more than a friend. So imagine my excitement on the first day I met you when you not only found me attractive but climbed up my body and—”

I slapped a hand over his mouth, my eyes jerking back to the window, which was now empty. He was grinning into my palm as I glared at him. “If you’d like your balls to remain attached to your body, don’t finish that sentence.”