#Chapter 257 – Dinner with Daphne
But my ferocious snarling into Luca’s face only lasts a second, because I instantly shift back into my human form, shrieking my delight and throwing my hands in the air as I sit on Luca’s chest, my legs sloppily straddled to either side. “I did it!” I shout, laughing with joy. “I hit you and I knocked you down!”
Luca coughs a couple of times but still grins up at me, shaking his head, his hands going to my hips. “That was awesome – how did you shift so fast?”
“What?” I ask, leaning forward and putting my hands on his shoulders.
“Your shift,” he says, drawing in a ragged breath, and I gasp a little – guilty – and move myself backwards so I’m sitting more properly on his stomach. Luca obligingly draws a deep breath and continues, still grinning at me, shaking his head a little in awe or delight – I’m really not sure. “Seriously, that was like lightning – how did you do that?”
“I don’t know,” I say, grinning, still pinning him down with no intention of giving up my victorious spo

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