“Perfection.” She took his breath away as he smiled at her.
“I hope it is okay. A wolf would not allow his mate to show too much of her body once mated. I can change if you don’t like it.” Isobel was nervous.
“No! It is perfect, you are perfect. You honour me by taking my feelings into account with such high regard. Just one addition if you don’t mind?” This time he looked nervous. Conjuring a beautiful powder blue satin antique umbrella with lace decorating the edge. “I love the glow of your soft skin.” He ran his hands over her shoulders, giving her goosebumps all over. “I don’t want you burning in the sun.”
“Oh, where are we going?” Isobel was excited as he held out his arm like the gentleman he was. She hooked in with him.
“Well, after our breakfast was so rudely interrupted, and
