Only a faint giggle and a pounding heartbeat answered him. She was managing to control her breathing, but she couldn’t get her heart to slow down.
He blinked and twirled around on the spot, trying to determine where the light giggle had emitted from. Scratching at his bellybutton and placing his hands on his hips, he frowned and then headed over to peer behind the curtains. “Where are you?”
“I’m invisible,” she whispered, as quietly as she could, giggling again. “Find me, darling wolf.” She crept along behind the couch, and peeked out at him, ducking back when he looked. The damp end of her braid trailed out from behind the furniture.