Derek was a little startled at the sudden hug and rush of emotion, though he caught her and tentatively patted her back soothingly, still a tad bit stunned at the force of her gratitude but glad he could help and make someone feel so thankful.
Her gaze flicked back and forth between them, a faint flush appearing on her cheeks. Carefully, she removed her pants, and climbed up from the foot of the bed between them. Very carefully not touching either of them, she squirmed her way under the covers and laid flat and still.
Derek and Isaac let her between them and Derek had to repress his grin at seeing her being so stiff. “So. Are you going to lay stiff as a board all night or are you going to relax and then we can all get comfortable? If you don’t want us to touch, that’s fine, but it’s more comfortable when we can all move about, trust me.”
She glanced back and forth between them again, looking sceptical. Then she heaved a huge sigh and rolled over onto her side, curling up slightly. Red hair fanned out behind her, a few locks tumbling from the motion against a werewolf body. Determinedly she closed her eyes.