River had recognized Ellie almost immediately, though he was pretty sure she had no idea who he was, so he’d decided to play along. It was clear, the way she’d flown across the distance between the house where she’d been sitting on the front porch and her office, that she had no idea who he was and thought he might be snooping around. The whole thing had been a bit comical, but he’d done his best not to laugh. After all, he couldn’t blame her for being protective of her personal space, especially with all of these strangers in her pack lands.
Shaking her hand had left his palm tingly in a way he’d never experienced before. She was beautiful, and as he stood looking into her crystal blue eyes, waiting for her to say something else, after, “Nice to meet you, River,” he couldn’t help but wonder how soft those lips might be. He shook his head slightly to clear it, and since she wasn’t talking, he decided he should.