Kari wrapped herself in a towel after her shower and collapsed onto the bed. Nova was giving her the silent treatment for walking away from Evan in the hallway, but at least the silence was better than her constant whining and moaning.
Kari had done plenty of hard things in her life, grueling training sessions, brutal missions, but nothing had prepared her for what it felt like to have a mate.
She was still trying to convince herself to stay away from Evan when a knock sounded at the door. She frowned and sat up. If it was Evan...
“Who is it?” she called.
“It’s me,” Joe answered.
Relieved, she stood and made sure the towel was secure before opening the door. Joe looked freshly showered, his black hair still damp. His eyes ran slowly over her, taking in the small towel wrapped tightly
