Chapter 4: Chapter 4

Elora nodded.

“We leave at five.” Jaecar looked her over. She was short and curvy, her skin a smooth brown he would’ve wanted to lick had she been a man, and black, short hair. He loved the way she looked, but there was no doubt she was human. She wasn’t unfit, but she was…soft—soft curves, soft skin, soft gaze—no shifter sharpness anywhere in sight.

“By car?”

“Yes.” The drive wouldn’t be more than two hours. It was getting to the island that was the problem. He could swim there, but it was the beginning of November, and he didn’t want to take a dip, cat form or no.

“And then?” Elora crossed her arms over her chest.

“Are there boats in the lake?”

She shook her head. “I know where Eli leaves his boat when he needs to go to the mainland, but if he hasn’t left the island, then no.”

Jaecar frowned. They needed a boat. “Eli and Elora? Any more siblings with an E?”

“No, only me and Elijah.”

Jaecar nodded. Elijah, he liked Elijah better than Eli. “Older or younger than you?”