She's My Fire

She's My Fire is the second book in the Harmony Moon Series. I Am Not Your Victim is the first. If you want to be familiar with the older characters you may want to read book 1 however, She's My Fire is a standalone book that you can still follow without reading book 1. Thanks for your interest in my books, please enjoy reading!

Prolog

***FLASHBACK: NINETEEN YEARS AGO ***

~ Harper (Willow's Mother) ~

I watched as the dragon elders worked to extract their prince out of the terminal stone. It has been a few months now, but they are finally close. That poor child. He has been stuck in that stone for centuries. The elders couldn't just crack the stone open. They were afraid that it may harm the child.

"Alright everyone, it shouldn't be long now." Said dragon King Layden. Suddenly, a bright blue light shot from the red stone. The colors combined to create a beautiful purple. The color only got brighter as we all anxiously waited for the child to emerge. I pray that nothing bad happens. King Layden has been away from his young son for far too long. He even lost his wife after they were attacked by Iris, the original witch who kidnapped the young prince to use as a soul sacrifice. I hate to even think about that witch. I am just glad she can't hurt anyone else. Gabriel, my mate Killed her over nineteen years ago. "It's happening!" The king said. He was barely able to contain his excitement. The temperature started rising in the large room. It was hard for us Lycans and werewolves to stand the heat. I wanted to stay as long as I could to support the King.

"It's melting!" One of the dragon elders said. We were all focused on the stone. Sure enough the stone was melting. The color purple started to fade to a beautiful blue. The blue continued to get bigger and brighter. Only moments after the stone had completely melted, the bright blue light started taking the shape of a child. If I had to guess, I would say it was nearly 40" tall. I watched in wonder as features started to appear, and before I knew it, I was staring at two big bright blue eyes. I heard gasps and cries all around me. King Layden hit his knees, and into his arms ran a handsome little boy.

"Daddy! I was waiting for you." Tears swelled in my eyes, as I watched the heartwarming reuniting of father and son. King Layden hugged his son tightly as if he was afraid to let him go. I looked to my left and saw an older lady who was not ashamed to let her large tears fall. That was the boy's grandmother. Oh, how I am so honored to be able to witness such a moment as this.

"Oh Son, how I have missed you." King Layden cried as he continued to hold his son tightly. The boy pulled away and looked up to his father.

"Daddy, where's Mother?"

*** END FLASHBACK CURRENT DAY ***

~ Still Harper's POV~

The dragon prince's 23rd birthday party is tomorrow night. I was packing for the trip and memories of his bittersweet homecoming invaded my mind. I tried to hold back the tears. That boy didn't know his mother had gotten mortally wounded by the witch as she tried to stop his abduction. Oh, how he must have cried once he found out he would never see his mother after all those years of imprisonment in the stone. My husband Gabriel walked up behind me and wrapped me up in his tight embrace. He rested his chin on my shoulder.

"You're dealing with her this time." I took a deep breath. I dread dealing with Willow, our daughter. She is 19 years old, and rebellious as they come. She is a lot like me, you can't tell her to do something and expect her to comply 100%. "She already says she's not going." I don't understand why she doesn't want to visit our dragon friends in the Mythical Lands. The prince's party is for young adults only, so Gabe and I won't be attending. We were hoping Willow would attend, though it's going to be hard to get her there. She hasn't seen any of them since she was 8 or 9 years old. I walk down the stairs into the pack house dining hall. Fast footsteps carry a hasty Willow past me.

"Willow Mason! Where do you think you are going?" I asked her. She didn't even turn to look at me.

"Going out with friends Mom. I'll be back in the morning." She continued to the door.

"Willow you will be tired during the trip to the Mythical Lands if you stay out too late." I told her.

"Yeah, Sure. Whatever mom. See you later, Okay?" She didn't even bother to wait for me to object as she slammed the packhouse door behind her. I looked up into Gabriel's silver eyes. I just shook my head at him and continued into the dining hall.

"She is going if I have to hogtie her and throw her in the trunk!"

Chapter 1: Rebellious Daughter

*** CURRENT DAY ***

~ Harper ~

The dragon prince's 23rd birthday party is tomorrow night. I was packing for the trip and memories of his bittersweet homecoming invaded my mind. I tried to hold back the tears. That boy didn't know his mother had gotten mortally wounded by the witch as she tried to stop his abduction. Oh, how he must have cried once he found out he would never see his mother after all those years of imprisonment in the stone. My husband Gabriel walked up behind me and wrapped me up in his tight embrace. He rested his chin on my shoulder.

"You're dealing with her this time." I took a deep breath. I dread dealing with Willow, our daughter. She is 19 years old, and rebellious as they come. She is a lot like me, you can't tell her to do something and expect her to comply 100%. "She already says she's not going." I don't understand why she doesn't want to visit our dragon friends in the Mythical Lands. The prince's party is for young adults only, so Gabe and I won't be attending. We were hoping Willow would attend, though it's going to be hard to get her there. She hasn't seen any of them since she was 8 or 9 years old. I walk down the stairs into the pack house dining hall. Fast footsteps carry a hasty Willow past me.

"Willow Mason! Where do you think you are going?" I asked her. She didn't even turn to look at me.

"Going out with friends Mom. I'll be back in the morning." She continued to the door.

"Willow you will be tired during the trip to the Mythical Lands if you stay out too late." I told her.

"Yeah, Sure. Whatever mom. See you later, Okay?" She didn't even bother to wait for me to object as she slammed the packhouse door behind her. I looked up into Gabriel's silver eyes. I just shook my head at him and continued into the dining hall.

"She is going if I have to hogtie her and throw her in the trunk!"

~Willow ~

I threw my head back and howled into the night sky. My long dark brown hair was tangling behind me as Drake struck a gear and the bike got faster. I wrapped my legs around his waist locking them in place so I wouldn't fall off. I spread my arms out to the sides of me and welcomed the feeling of freedom as the dark landscape blurred past us. I love when he takes me out on his bike. It's one of the fast ones that can reach high speeds. It gives me such a rush!

"Faster, baby!" I yelled at him. He didn't hesitate to pull back on the throttle and push the bike harder. I squealed as the bike raised up on one wheel. Drake handled the bike like the experienced rider he is. Goddess! He is so HOT! We were entering the city now. This is where I spend most of my time. The light in front of us turned red. Drake didn't slow down. He pulled the throttle and the bike surged forward like a bat out of hell.

I laughed as he maneuvered through the traffic with ease quickly running through the red light. Drake turning his head to look behind us caught my attention. Before I had the chance to look back, red and blue lights started flashing and a police siren echoed off the buildings nearby. I looked to Drake, not knowing what he was going to do. He got a mischievous glimmer in his sexy golden eyes, and it was then that I knew I needed to tighten my grip around his waist. Drake didn't slow down. He looked at the officer in his car and gave him the middle finger before making a hard right. The officer barely made the turn.

"Hang on Willow! I have to get this fucker off our ass." I did as he said. I love how he is such a bad boy. They seem to be the only type of guy that can light my fire, and Drake is as bad as they come.

Drake pulled the throttle to its limit. The bike screamed as he hit his final gear. We were traveling at least 190mph or faster. The adrenaline rush I got from this kind of thing was thrilling. Drake easily put distance between us and the officer. I couldn't even see his car now. "We have to park this bike before the chopper spotlights us." Drake said.

He parked the bike on the porch of a nearby abandoned house. He put the kickstand down on the bike and helped me off. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me into him. He leaned his head down to my neck and bit it. Not hard enough to mark me (not that he could), but just enough to give me that feeling of pain and pleasure at the same time. I growled lowly while looking him in the eyes and pulled his head down to meet mine. I licked his lips with my tongue, and he opened his mouth to mine. Our tongues danced around each other, and I could feel the proof of my arousal in my panties. I pulled away from him and ran my hands over the outside of his pants. I grinned when I felt that he was just as turned on as me. Goddess, my parents would kill me if they ever found out what I do when I go out with my friends. Drake gave me his signature bad boy grin, that caused me to melt every time. He reached over to my earlobe and gently took it between his teeth. He tugged a little, causing the heat in my core to continue to rise.

"As bad as I want you here and now, we will have to wait until we make it to the club. I don't want to get myself bloody tonight, and more sirens are getting louder." I grinned at him and ran my hands under his shirt and over his toned ab muscles. He let out a low rumble.

"Later then." I spoke. He grinned down at me.

"You couldn't get out of it even if you wanted to." There is no way that he could force me to have sex with him if I didn't want to. But there is something about the way he is so forceful that turns me on, So I let him believe he is stronger than me. I still don't know what Drake is. All I know is that he isn't human. He has sexy brown hair that he keeps it styled messy. It suits his chin stubble perfectly. His jawline is sharp, and his body is chiseled. He's tall and his eyes are a unique shade of gold. That's what attracted me to him first. His gold eyes... I get lost in them every time.

We have been walking now for about fifteen minutes. Drake stepped behind an old building and banged on the heavy back door. I could hear the heavy metal music all the way out here. To my right in the alleyway, there were two men fighting. It was an illegal street fight, which I LOVE. There's an underground ring below this club where people can bet on fighters. It's a big thing here. Drake is one of the best fighters here. There's no boss or Alpha or anything like that here. Everyone just looks to Drake as a leader. He has been living this type of life for a long time. He makes a living doing illegal things. It's stuff that I don't like to get tangled up in myself, I just try to look over it all. I am here for the wild parties, the drinks, dancing, and sex. I'll be honest! Drake is perfect for me. Our relationship started out as friends with benefits. Over the past few months, things have gotten a little more serious between us. I don't see other guys and to my knowledge, he doesn't see other girls. The heavy metal door squeaked open. A wave of nauseating cigarette smoke, liquor, and vomit mixed with a hint of blood overtook my senses. It always takes me a minute to get used to the smell. The music got louder the wider the door opened. A huge guy who looked like the reincarnation of a bulldog human hybrid greeted us.

"Dozer!" Drake said to the guy while they slapped hands with their guy type handshake.

"Drake! Good to see you man. These animals around here are like cavemen!" He stepped aside just enough for Drake and I to walk in. The loud sound of a glass bottle busting sounded to our right. I looked over to see that one man had hit another man over the top of the head. Blood was everywhere. No one moved to help him up off the floor. As long as he wasn't dead, no one bothered. I am used to stuff like this. Again, my parents would die if they knew where I was. They really don't like Drake, and he really doesn't like them. I love my parents, but I am not the perfect little angel that they want me to be. If my dad walked into this place, there wouldn't be a single person left standing. In fact, he would most likely burn the building down. That's why I keep everything a secret. What my parents don't know won't hurt them.

"Someone clean that shit up!" Drake yelled while pointing to the blood and liquor on the floor. A woman quickly grabbed a cloth and ran over to scrub the floor. Drake turned to me. His eyes got menacing as he looked down at me. I would never cower to a man, and this look did nothing but turn me on. Drake knows that. He lifted me up and wrapped my legs around him. He kissed me hard, and I let him. I pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it onto the ground. Drake grabbed my ass and started for the stairs. He paused and turned to Caleb, his best friend. "I left my bike at that old, abandoned house. I need someone to pick it up. The cops are all over the place, give it a few hours." Caleb nodded and went back to groping his target female for the night. Drake continued up the stairs with me still wrapped around him. I leaned down and sucked on his neck. His dick was growing bigger and getting harder against my inner thighs. There is never anything gentle that happens between Drake and I .

Once he reached his room, he threw me on his bed and started stripping his pants off. I watched as his huge length sprang free. I bit my bottom lip in anticipation, the sight of him never gets old. He walked over and tore my shirt off as I kicked off my shoes. I raised up so he could slide my pants down my legs while bringing my underwear down with them. He stepped back to get a better look at my naked body. I teasingly slid my hand across my breasts, down my abdomen, over my belly button. He gave me his sexy grin.

"Mmm...So damn sexy." I arched my back as my own fingers sent tingles over my entire body. He licked his lips, and I could tell he couldn't hold back any longer.

CHAPTER 2: Too Much Fun

~ WILLOW ~

It's never a dull moment with Drake. I feel like I am falling for him. It's not a good thing either. I know he isn't husband material. Eventually, my heart is bound to get hurt by him. I shut the packhouse door and attempted to tiptoe through the dining hall and up the stairs to my room. I was halted in my tracks when I heard a voice call me out.

"Having a bit too much fun?" Beta Tanner. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh whatever! It's not like you haven't partied too hard in your lifetime. I know you're old now, but I bet you were a hell of a lot of fun back in the day." I giggled. I know exactly how to get Tanner worked up. I looked at him sporting his almost ready to combust face.

"Back in the DAY! How old do you think I am? Don't even answer that! Get your ass to bed before your father finds out how late you were out. If he asks, you got home at 12:00am." I nodded my head to Tanner. He is more like a big brother to me. He covers for me a lot. I proceed to climb the stairs to my room.

I shut the door to my room and ran to the bathroom. I started dry heaving over the toilet. I shouldn't have had that last shot. Drake insisted that I couldn't out drink him. He was wrong, but sometimes I wish my pride didn't get the best of me. I rinsed out my mouth, stripped off my clothes and got into bed. My parents want me to go with them tomorrow to the Mythical lands. I haven't been there in so many years. I didn't want to go tomorrow either, but it is the prince's 23rd birthday. If there is any way for me to get out of it, I am going to though. Drake didn't like the idea of me visiting the Mythical Lands either. I think he has a distaste for the dragons. Maybe it's the fact that my parents have wanted me to date the dragon prince since we were teenagers. I haven't even seen Jaxon since he was 12 years old. He was always a good boy. Goddess knows that I would only tarnish his good boy reputation. Not many guys can handle me, and I don't find good boys attractive. I need someone who dares to defy, like me. I told Drake about tomorrow night being the prince's birthday. He wanted me to just sneak out and come stay with him for a while. I couldn't do that. If my parents really wanted to, they could have a witch track me.

*** FLASHBACK 30 MINUTES AGO ***

"Stay here, I'll make sure you're entertained all weekend long." I grinned at him.

"As tempting as that sounds, Drake. I have to go home. If my dad finds out where I have been hanging out, he will kill you all! And I am not ready to give this up yet." He let out a laugh.

"Maybe you don't give me enough credit." I looked at him curiously. "Maybe one day you'll get to see me kick your dad's ass" The fact that he was talking about my father like that made me angry. He doesn't know that my parent's and I are not regular wolves.

"Sure you will.." I said sarcastically. He grabbed me up and kissed me again.

"Maybe one day." He said back to me.

*** END FLASHBACK ***

He's delirious, I thought to myself. I shut my eyes and try to get a little rest. I have to deal with my parents early.

~The Next Morning~

"Willow, come on we are going to be late!" My mother said through our mind link. I rolled my eyes and threw the covers off me. I don't ever remember having a hangover this bad, my head is busting right now. I walk to my wardrobe and put on the first thing I could find, night pants, and a T-shirt that doesn't match. I tossed my hair into a messy bun. I walked out my bedroom door.

"I don't even know why I need to leave home to go with you two. I am more than capable of staying here by myself!"

"Because Willow! It's the prince's birthday and you haven't seen him since he was 12! You refused to go with us to the Mythical Lands the last 10 times we have visited. You are going with us this time. They are great friends and allies, Willow. Your mother and I want you to get to know them better. You're going to have too soon rather than later." My father said to me.

"AHHH! I don't even know what this guy looks like! It's going to be completely awkward!"

"Enough Willow!" My dad used his Lycan voice on me. I hate when he does that! I crossed my arms and tapped my foot. "You are going and that is final!"

"FINE!" I slammed my bedroom door and walked out to get in the SUV that was waiting for us at the packhouse entrance. I didn't even bother to take a much-needed shower. I don't even care right now.

*** FLASHBACK 10 years ago ***

~ Young Willow ~

"Come on mona! I wanna go swimming in the river." I said, looking over at her.

"I'm coming, Willow. I just need to finish changing." She replied to me.

"Willow, make sure Jaxon goes with you two. He is older and I trust him to know what to do if something happens," my mother said to me.

"I'll take care of her, Harper. No need to worry." My mother smiled at him. I rolled my eyes. I wanted to sneak off to the caves, but I knew that was out of the question now. There's no way that Jaxon would let us go without telling my parents.

"I know you will Jaxon, you're a good boy." Tired of this conversation, I walked toward the front door. Jaxon ran past me and grabbed the door to open it before I could. He was always trying to be a gentleman. Even though he is only a preteen. He was always a little too nice, and it just annoyed me. He always wanted to follow the rules and stay out of trouble. I am the complete opposite. I like to press my luck, and rules are made to be broken.

"This way my lady." He said as he held out his elbow for me to take it. I kept walking past him. I heard him sigh.

"Jaxon, how many times have I told you not to call me that? It makes me feel old!" I said.

We all walked outside and mounted the dragon who was waiting to fly us to the river. Because I am not as experienced at flying as Jaxon, he sat behind me to make sure I didn't fall off. I always love when I get to fly on the back of a dragon. It's such a rush! One day, I want to stand on one's back and dive off as we are high in the sky. I would have to trust the dragon I was with to catch me though. I am a dare devil, but I am not suicidal.

Once we arrived at the river, Mona and I didn't wait around. We pulled our swimsuit covers over our heads and ran for the water. Jaxon didn't follow us. He just watched us from the riverbank. I have so much fun playing with all the unusual creatures we don't see back at our pack territory. Some are really funny; I love the stories Beta Tanner tells me about the time he and father ventured out to meet the dragons for the first time. I notice that Jaxon is distracted by something, and I motion for Mona to follow me. I dive deep and hold my breath. I want to swim as far away from him as I can without him seeing me. Mona and I resurface on the other side of the river. I looked and saw Jaxon pacing back and forth on the riverbank shouting our names. I giggled and proceeded to make my way to the caves.

"If he could shift already, we would be in trouble." Mona laughed. It took us about ten minutes to reach the caves. Everything was dark here. "Willow, I don't think we should go in there." Mona said while grabbing my arm.

"It's fine Mona, don't be such a baby."

We slowly made our way into the dark and dank cave. Water dripped from the ceiling, and I could smell decay. Something must be dead here. I wasn't paying attention when my foot struck an object and I tripped. I landed on the ground. When I opened my eyes, I was face to face with a lifeless woman. Mona and I both screamed, I quickly jumped up and we ran back to the cave entrance. Before we could exit, we were blocked by what looked to be a vampire. Mona was shaking next to me, but I was no coward.

"Let us pass!" I shouted. The vampire grinned at me. His sharp fangs were already bloody from his most recent kill.

"Now why would I do that? Your blood smells..." He paused. "Delicious." He licked his lips and approached us. I only started training with my parents last year. I know there's no way I can take on a full-grown vampire myself. Mona doesn't know how to fight. Oh, how I wish I would have listened to my mother. The vampire reached me in the blink of an eye. He lifted me by my throat. Mona screamed, and I shut my eyes. If I die, I will not give him the satisfaction of letting him hear me beg for my life. He was going to suck me dry regardless of my pleading. I kicked my legs and clawed at his hands in an attempt to force him to release me. It was no use, he was much stronger than me. Suddenly, the vampire let me go and I fell to the cave floor. I opened my eyes to see Jaxon facing off with the vampire.

"Willow, Mona, run now!" I can't leave him. This is all my fault. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Jaxon moved like a warrior who was well seasoned in combat. One that wouldn't be easy to take down. He is only 12 or is it 13 I can't remember. The vampire launched himself at Jaxon. Jaxon leaned down and the vampire rolled over his back. Jaxon swiftly raised up and slid through the vamp's legs and kicked him in the back. This caused the vampire to land face first on the ground. Jaxon didn't hesitate, he ran over and placed his hands on each side of the vampire's head and quickly snapped his neck. I looked at Jaxon in awe. Where did he learn to fight like that? Mona ran to her cousin and threw her arms around his neck. She looked back at me.

"Well, what else did you expect from our future dragon king?" I shook my head.

"Not that! Thank you, Jaxon." I said as I slowly and shamefully walked past him. I knew I was going to get severely punished by my parents once they heard about this.

"Willow?" I looked back as Jaxon spoke to me. "I won't tell your parents, but please don't ever do anything like this again. You really don't know what kind of trouble you can get yourself into." I smiled at him. This time I couldn't help it. I ran toward him and he grabbed me up and gave me a protective hug.

*** END FLASHBACK ***

CHAPTER 3: The Mythical Lands

*** CURRENT DAY ***

~ WILLOW ~

Three days later we walked through the border of the Mythical Lands. It was just as beautiful as I remember from the last time, I was here at 8 years old. I love the rolling hills and the green grass. I especially love the mountain where all the dragons live. We walked down a little pebbled pathway on our way to the mountain. A couple of huge dragons landed in front of us. I would never get used to seeing them. They were extraordinary creatures. Their scales shone under the sunlight. These dragons were warriors. Their scales were gray. Royal dragon's had scales that changed colors in the sunlight. I only ever saw the king's dragon once. I was too young to remember much about it.

"King and Queen Lycan, Princess. We have come to save you the trouble of walking up those stairs."

"Oh, that's no trouble at all, but if you insist..." I said as I climbed onto one of their backs. I didn't want to walk up those stairs, I always hated that part.

A few hours later it was getting dark. Good thing we stopped at a suite last night or else I would be exhausted right now. I was also able to get a shower and a fresh change of clothes. This is a party, and I plan to party hard! At least I have one of my good friends, Mona. She is a dragon. She is the cousin of the prince. I have kept in contact with her most of our lives. She is one of my greatest friends. She even visits our pack territory often.

"Girl, you look hawt! I can't wait to hit the dance floor! Other males from ally territories are going to be in attendance! Maybe I will find my dragon mate." I rolled my eyes at her.

"Well, I will be cheering on the sidelines for you. I know my mate's not here." I say out loud. My mate isn't going to be here. Werewolves don't mate to dragons. I know I am a Lycan, but the rules are still the same right? There's a lot more my parents and I have yet to learn about our race. I am the first born Lycan, so I will experience things that my parents didn't.

"Who said you can't have a little fun with an unmated dragon?" She said back to me.

"Hmmm. Mona you know that Drake and I are..."

"Fuck buddies?" She interrupted me. I rolled my eyes at her.

"Well yeah, but when you put it like that it makes me look like a slut." I know what it sounds like, but I have only been with one other guy besides Drake.

My phone pinged. I pulled it out of my purse, it's Drake. I smiled before I read the text message.

"If you so much as talk to that bitch of a dragon prince, I will fuck the next chick I see." Did he really just threaten me? His message just pissed me off royally! I bit my lip thinking of all the naughty things I could get into with a hot dragon.

"Well I wasn't planning on it, but since you decided to threaten me.. I'll let you have your fun. Don't worry, I will have mine." I replied to his text, then placed the phone back on my bed. Mona looked at me.

"What did that ass say this time?" I motioned for her to read the message on my phone. "That motherfucker! Girl you're not tied down! Don't let that asshole control you." She knows me too well to assume I would let him control me.

My phone started ringing, Mona handed it to me. It was Drake, I forwarded the call to voicemail. I decided to turn my phone off.

"Oh, don't worry... He just made my night a hell of a lot more fun." Mona smiled at me. I slip into my tight-fitting red dress. It fits just right. It exaggerates my curves. The neckline comes to a loose V in the middle of my chest which gives a glimpse of my perky breasts. My back is completely exposed. I take my shapely figure back after my momma. I am a little taller than her though. She is only 5'2" or was it 5'3" ... I don't know. Either way, I am 5'7", not too tall, not too short. I had my Momma's black hair, but it has lightened to a dark brown. I also have her green eyes. Some call me conceited. They can say what they want, I know I look good.

I twirl myself around in the mirror and pose with my lips puckered. My winged eyeliner is on point. I strap on my glittery silver heels that many women wouldn't be able to walk in. The prince made this party for young adults only. No one under the age of 18 is allowed. Neither is anyone over the age of 25.

Once I heard that I became a little more excited for the party. King Layden, had to assure my parents that everything was going to be fine. His son is responsible and yada, yada, yada!

"Willow, your dad isn't going to like this dress on you." I already know it's going to be a fight with him. I just need to find a way to avoid him until after the party. I am 19 years old damn it! I should be able to do what I want! I mind linked my mom.

"Momma, I am headed out to the party. I'll see you and Daddy tomorrow." I cross my fingers hoping for the best.

"Sure, honey, have fun. And Willow..." Here it is... "Be responsible, okay?" I rolled my eyes for the second time in ten minutes.

"Yes Mom." Ugh... They kill me. I smile at Mona. "Do you know a back way in?" She gave me a naughty smile.

"You know I do." She and I are just alike. We like to have fun. I wouldn't say I am a problem child... but many of my parent's friends would. My parents argue that I am an angel, though my mother is getting gray hair and she isn't even 40 years old yet. I just don't take any shit that's all. I also like to be a tease. I heard my mother was the complete opposite at my age. Tanner said she was shy and all that stuff. Well not me, I love getting guy's all hot and bothered. That's why I am not ready for a mate yet, I am still enjoying my life. I am not ready to settle down.