An Eye For Curves

Harmonie is sick of being lonely, sick of her job and sick of her bosses wisecracks about her curvy figure. But all that changes in one intense encounter with an enigmatic Werewolf who decides she's the one for him... Excerpt:  "Aren't you cold?" He suddenly seemed to realize he was naked, and that it might be making me uncomfortable. It was, in a way. I realized that my shock and curiosity were wearing off, being replaced by the original attraction that I'd felt in the shop and when he'd walked me home.
I blushed again, and made to get up and offer him a blanket. "Sorry, " he chuckled. "I feel so at home out of my clothes that I forget not everybody wanders around naked in the middle of the night." He reached over and took a blanket from the end of the couch, draping it over his shoulders. I felt a pang of disappointment."But you look so good in that jacket, " I said. "And out of it, of course --" I broke off when I realized what I'd said, and blushed even deeper. Jesus, was I flirting with a werewolf?