and since you didn’t have any clothes of your own…” she stalled not sure what else to say.
When he finally spoke his voice was rich and deep. Like a honeyed cognac. “Thank you. I think I could use the coffee, thing are still a bit hazy.”
Darian crossed to the coffee pot and opened the cupboard above it finding the mugs right where she had said he would. Grabbing a mug and flipping it over he grabbed the carafe and poured, his thought flicking over what he could remember of last night and the girl sitting at the table watching him.
Aryana figured the man had to be at least a bit hungry so she got up from the table taking her coffee with her and set to work grabbing eggs and bread and bacon from the fridge. As she worked, the man walked to the table and sat in the chair at the end of the table, she could feel his eyes on her back as she worked.
Darian watched the strange woman as she worked, silently sniffing the air to see if he could figure out what she was. He could clearly catch the scent of the coffee, bacon, and eggs as they cooked. There was a hint of lavender as well. Underneath all of that though was something else. It was familiar but yet not. It reminded him of moonlight, lilacs, roses, fresh grass and rain. Suddenly his wolf sat up and took notice of the scent. Closing his eyes briefly he could concentrate on the scent more clearly. It was vaguely familiar, reminding him of home yet there was something strange and unknown about it. It unsettled him and intrigued him at the same time. He couldn’t put his finger on it. What was she? WHO was she?
He was jolted out of his thoughts as the woman slid a plate in front of him on the table and silverware was laid beside it. The strong smell of the meat and eggs assaulting him. His stomach rumbled, reminding him he hadn’t eaten in … how long had he been out? Well the only way to find out was to ask right? Guess he had better start asking…
“How long have I been here?” he asked as he forked a bite of eggs into his mouth.
Aryana put the plate and silverware in front of him wondering if he had a headache as his eyes were closed. She was refilling her coffee mug when he started talking. Without turning around she reached for the flavored creamer nearby as she answered.
“Just last night. How are you feeling?” She walked back to her chair and sat sipping on her coffee as she went. This whole situation felt surreal, like something out of a movie or cheesy romance novel.
“Sore, but I will be fine in a day or two, no real damage done. So what DID happen last night?”
Aryana smiled as she took another sip of her coffee watching him shovel the last of the food into his mouth, he wasn’t getting off that easy. “Why don’t you tell me your name FIRST and then I will tell you what happened?”
Darian blinked at the woman. Damn, he had forgotten his manners and probably was coming across as ungrateful. Well time to fix it right? “Darian. My name is Darian Night”
“Nice to meet you finally Darian, I am Aryana Barstin. Now about what happened, First off do you remember anything?” Aryana looked at the man over her mug as she took a slow sip of her coffee studying him.
“Not much, its mostly all bits and pieces up to a point and then it’s nothing.”
Smiling gently Aryana set her cup down. “Well as it happens I went up to the lake yesterday for a swim, after-wards I accidentally fell asleep. When I woke up it was pretty late and I hadn’t gone far on the main road coming back when you came stumbling out of the woods naked and collapsed in front of my vehicle. You were naked as a jaybird, unconscious, and refusing to go to a hospital to get checked out. You were also pretty banged up. So I put you in my SUV and brought you home.”
“You just brought me home with you? A complete stranger?! Your husband must be pretty understanding” Darian looked at the woman in surprise. If she ever did that as his woman he would be