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Nothing.

“Exactly.”

I sigh.

“He's probably perfectly nice.”

The Wolf nudges my hand.

“I know, I know. I'm being judgmental.”

Another nudge.

“I know she means well. Dora’s my best friend. But I just wish she’d stop trying to set me up already.”

His gaze holds mine.

And suddenly it doesn't feel like I'm talking to an animal.

Which is crazy.

I know that.

Still...

“She doesn’t understand. I don't want perfectly nice. I want someone who makes my knees weak. I want...”

I trail off.

His head tilts. I smile.

“Never mind.”

The first bell rings.

“Oh, shit.”

I scramble to my feet.

“I have class.”

The Wolf steps backward.

“Wait.”

He pauses.

“Will you come back?”

There.

I've officially lost my mind.

I'm asking a Wolf to make plans. His eyes stay on mine for another moment. Then he turns toward the trees.

“Okay. Well...”

I lift my hand.