Day Two

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Reflections of the Wolf

The Gray Pack Book Two

After being rescued from a crazy werewolf with murderous intent, Tina Jameson has a scorching night with Liam Gray, local firefighter and Beta Wolf of the Gray Pack. When he announces that she is predestined to be his mate, she is fast to push him away.

Suddenly she finds herself in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions and rioting desires. Having been a victim of a senseless act of violence in her past, Tina has given up on a forever kind of love, even if that man turns her on like no one else has.

Liam didn’t think he wanted a mate, but his wolf wants Tina in his bed and his life for good. In order to have her he must let go of the guilt he has from his daughter’s death and then help Tina to let go of her own tragic past. Can one night determine their destiny, or will fear drive them apart?

Excerpt

“She’s okay, Liam. She’s just exhausted and overwhelmed. Give her some breathing room.” Tina could hear another man’s voice talking to Liam, but she couldn’t seem to make her eyes open to see who it was.

“Why did she pass out then?” Liam’s voice was annoyed, and she thought she heard him growl a bit. Damn that was sexy.

“Who knows why women faint? What were you guys talking about?” A third masculine voice spoke.

“Shit.” Liam muttered. “I told her she was my mate. I didn’t mean to scare her.”

Tina could just imagine the look on Liam’s face right now. She understood that Caroline believed in this whole mating thing, and that was fine for her life, but Tina wasn’t interested in a serious relationship. She had lived through her share of heartache when it came to men, and the pain just wasn’t worth it anymore.

She took a deep breath and forced her eyes open a crack. Instantly Liam and two other men were leaning over her. What the hell did they feed these men? They were enormous and gorgeous!

“Oh my God, I’ve died and gone to single women’s heaven,” she said, moaning and then blushing when the two new men laughed, and Liam frowned. “Who are you guys?”

“Hey, Sweet Tina, nice and easy now. How are you feeling?” Liam’s eyes held compassion, concern, and a glimmer of apprehension. A gentle tug of desire shot through her body at his soft endearment. He helped her sit up, scooting to sit behind her to brace her back against his chest. She was now between his outstretched thighs with her head tucked just under his chin and his arms around her protectively.

“Like a werewolf beat the shit out of me,” she grumbled, and all three men laughed. She felt Liam relax against her a little bit. He rested his hands on her flat tummy, and his thumbs rubbed tiny circle patterns through the T-shirt she wore. She could feel sparks shoot across her skin, and she grimaced in her mind. Her body sure wanted a relationship with him.

“Good. I was afraid you were just going to say fine or something silly like that.” His amusement rippled through her, making her smile.

“Hi, Tina. I’m Rafe Whetstone. This is my brother Ryley.” He indicated the beautiful godlike creature standing next to him. “We were quite impressed with your show of bravery in there, but you better take it easy for a bit. If your back gets worse, Liam will get you to the doctor. You hit that wall really hard when he threw you. And now with you passing out on us like that, it makes me wonder about your head. Is it hurting?” Rafe looked like a Viking warrior with golden-blond hair that was a little shaggy and electric-blue eyes that seemed to assess her in one lazy sweep. She shivered at the look of interest heating his gaze and instinctively pressed backward into Liam. His arms tightened around her possessively.

“Yes, but I took a baseball bat to the back of it a few hours ago, so it’s to be expected. I think my head hurts more now because it’s trying to process all of this…umm…this werewolf love story my best friend is apparently living.” She rubbed her temples trying to ease the ache. Liam’s strong hand moved to the base of her neck and started massaging the tension away. She groaned softly, and Ryley laughed loudly.

“Yeah, well, if Liam has his way, you will be living your own shortly. We have to go talk with Dev and Damon. Take care of your girl, Liam. I wouldn’t want to have to sweep her away from you and make her fall in love with me.” Ryley winked at Tina, and Liam growled a threat.

“Oh, pumpkin, that’s sweet, but I’m just not sure there is a man alive that’s qualified for that job,” she said, smiling sweetly at Ryley as he and the others laughed.

“Oh brother, you’re going to have your hands full with this little spitfire. Good luck!” Ryley teased Liam, and Tina’s eyes narrowed at him.

“He won’t have to worry about me shortly,” she grumbled, but the pressure increased from Liam’s hands, and a low moan escaped her throat. All three men ignored her implied threat, and it grated her nerves.

Ryley really was very sexy. He matched his brother in golden looks, but he kept his hair much longer. It brushed the tops of his shoulders, and his eyes were just a touch lighter than Rafe’s with flecks of green in them. It seemed all of the firemen of Battalion One were flirts with bodies built on Olympus. She would have to see about spending more time with Caroline if this was the company she was keeping.

She watched the two Viking warriors walked away and had to swallow hard at the sight of their tight butts. Wow, maybe I hit my head harder than I thought. She chided herself for drooling over those two men when the one that really scared her was holding her in his arms. Worrying now about what Ryley had said, she fidgeted in Liam’s grip. Liam couldn’t really believe that she was his mate, could he? Goose bumps prickled over her skin when Liam’s kissed the nape of her neck where he had been gently massaging.

“Are they family, too?” she asked Liam curiously.

Liam tensed before replying. “Yes, they are my adopted brothers. You can trust them. Well, you can trust them with your life, but Ryley won’t ever stop trying to get into your pants.”

She laughed out loud and felt a surge of feminine confidence. “I’m sure I will enjoy his attempts.”

Liam growled behind her, and she stilled in his arms. That was definitely a possessive growl if she had ever heard one. Turning to look back over her shoulder with narrowed eyes, she took in his jealous frown and huffed with irritation. After a few moments of glaring at each other in silence, he sighed and relaxed, and she couldn’t help but smile at her victory. She wouldn’t tolerate being told who to spend time with, no matter who it was.

Excerpt

She didn’t protest when he carried her into the house and directly into a bedroom. She wasn’t really sure her brain would have worked if she wanted to argue. Pressed tightly to him and licking her way down his jaw and neck, she couldn’t see much of the room, but she knew it had to be his. It smelled like him, like the woods after it rains. God, he smelled good. He tasted even better.

Easing her down his body until she had her feet under her, he kept his arms around her and his hands fondling her ass. She sighed with relief when he whipped her shirt off over her head and his mouth closed over her lace-covered nipple.

“Oh, Lord have mercy!” she cried as he pulled the bra cup down and sucked her swollen nipple deeper into his mouth. His hands went to the clasp at her back, and she felt the lace drop from her body. A small voice in her head told her to stop him, but her body reacted intuitively to him. She pushed her own small hands up under his tight T-shirt, finally getting her first feel of his hard torso. His nearly hairless chest was hot to the touch, and she followed the smattering of hair down his pecks all the way to the button of his jeans. “Mmm…that’s delicious.” She moaned to him as she ran her hands back up over his washboard abs.

His soft growl of pleasure urged her on, and she pushed his shirt up and off of him. She bent to lick his flat brown nipple before brushing her naked breasts across his skin, moaning at the contact. Her nipples puckered even tighter at the sensuous caress. Her hands explored every inch of his chest, shoulders, and thick arms, pausing to trace the colorful tattoo on his shoulder. She couldn’t believe how sexy that ink was adorning his golden skin. She rubbed her thighs tightly together, attempting to force much needed friction against her throbbing clit. His fingers went to the top of her sweatpants and pushed their way underneath to the top of her slit before delving into her moisture. She gasped and gripped his shoulders tightly as her knees buckled.

“Damn, you’re so wet for me. Let’s get these clothes off so that I can see you, sweetheart,” he said tightly as he pushed her pants and panties off of her slim body. He took a step back from her to gape at her nude form. “You are so beautiful.”

She flushed and let her gaze drop to the bulge behind his zipper. “You’re still dressed…” she said, and he hurriedly jerked his own jeans off. He stood proudly and let her eye take in his perfect form. Her eyes drifted from his golden chest along his curved groin muscles that pointed downward. Damn, those muscles were sexy. She reached out and ran her finger tips over them letting her nails scrape across his skin. He shuddered and growled, his eyes snapping with heat. She licked her lips as she stared at the thick cock that jutted from his groin. He was massive. A ripple of apprehension went through her, and she jerked her eyes up to his.

“Oh my God,” she whispered warily.

“Thank you, I will take that as a compliment. It will fit. Trust me.” He grinned arrogantly and reached for her.

“There’s only one real way to test that isn’t there,” she teased, and reached her hand out to cup his thick cock in her palm. Even the softness of the skin, and the weight of it in her grip made her hot, hot satin over steel and just sticky enough to be exciting. Easing her body to the floor until she knelt in front of him with his hard shaft in her hand, she stuck her tongue out to lick the moisture from the head, drawing a desperate gasp from him.

“Fuck.” He groaned as she took him into her mouth. She hadn’t given a blow job in years, and it felt slightly awkward and uncomfortable at first. She backed off so that just the head was between her lips and used her tongue to stroke the sensitive spot underneath.

Liam’s hand gripped her scalp involuntarily, and she mewled her pleasure at his forcefulness. Before she could attempt to suck him down her throat again, he gave her short hair a little tug and pulled her upward until she was standing.

“If you don’t stop now, you’ll be swallowing,” he said in a husky voice that made her shiver. After brushing his lips over hers softly, he tumbled her backward onto the bed behind her.

She giggled when he pulled her foot to his mouth and kissed along the arch and upward over her ankle.

“No giggling in my bed, Sweet Tina. That’s bad for my ego. It might make me think you are laughing at me. If you’re laughing at me, then I’m not doing my job,” he said into her thigh as his mouth drifted closer and closer to her center. The rasp of short whiskers across the soft skin of her inner thigh sent flames across her skin, and she exhaled sharply.

“I’m definitely not laughing at you. You make me feel so sexy,” she said, arching toward him. She thrust her hips upward, trying to get his mouth where she wanted it. His responding chuckle vibrated against her pussy lips.

“You are sexy, Sweet Tina. More than I ever could have dreamed. Let me taste you.” With that, he placed a hot kiss on her pussy.

Using his fingers to hold her open, he flattened his tongue and licked her clit, applying just enough pressure to draw a loud gasp from her throat. Then he proceeded to let his mouth dance delicately over her softness. Touching and retreating from her swollen clit, he teased her to the edge of orgasm.

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Day one

Honor of the Wolf

The Gray Pack Book Six

Being a Beta wolf in the Gray Pack is one of the highest honors Luke Gray has ever attained, but he wants so much more
for himself and his pack. The recent shift in mating habits, has disturbed his idyllic view of their way of life, and worse
yet, no one else seems to understand his point of view.

Tavi Reid is a woman full of grit, and determination. She’s come too far, and worked too hard to let an arrogant man
with a chip on his shoulder throw her off track. Even if he’s sexy as hell and makes her weak in the knees, she has to stay
focused on her daughter and their future.

They are both tested with traumatic new changes to their lives, but will they lean on each other to get them through, or
will these two independent individuals end up with disaster on their hands? Honor is not a right, it’s earned…

Excerpt

“Why are you here, Luke?” she asked softly, tipping her head to look up at him. In the shadows of the night, he looked
lethal and sexy as hell. His granite-sharp jaw worked with tension and his full lips pursed in thought.

“I needed to see you again.”

She shook her head. “Why? Didn’t we say everything we needed to say last night? You’re a young, sexy, single guy
looking for a one-night stand, and I’m a tired, single mom. That’s like trying to mix oil and water. It won’t work.”“You think I’m sexy?” he asked, the corner of his mouth curving up. She laughed, and shook her head. “Look, Tavi, I don’t
know why I’m here, or honestly how I ended up here.” The genuine look of confusion on his face concerned her, but it
was the honesty in his eyes when he lowered to a crouch in front of her, that really stole her heart. “I feel like there’s
something in my chest that’s connected to you. When I try to stay away it pulls me back. I don’t understand it, and I
don’t know how else to explain it, but it’s there. I don’t know shit about relationships, so I can’t promise you more,
but—”

“Did you hit your head, Luke? I have a daughter. I don’t do one-night stands, and I sure as hell don’t do them with men
who stalk me,” she interrupted, frustrated by the deep desire in her heart to say yes.

“Stalk you?”

She gestured around them. “Well I don’t see you visiting so often for the ambiance.”

“I’m not trying to stalk you. Shit. I just want to spend some time with you.”

“So what, you’re going to get to know me out of curiosity?”

“No! Yes. Maybe? I don’t know.” He looked so confused and frazzled that it made Tavi’s heart ache for him. She wasn’t
sure she wanted him to know how strong the feelings in her own body were right now.

“When you do know what you want, you know where to find me.” She stood and turned to leave, only to run smack into
his hard chest. With a startled yelp she clutched his shirt to keep from falling over. She had no idea how he’d moved so
quickly, but she didn’t have time to ask before his mouth came down on hers.

She might have chalked up yesterday’s physical reaction to a fluke, but as he pulled her in close and ravished her mouth
she felt her heart pounding in her chest. This was no fluke. This was passion, and a perfect feeling of rightness in the
world. Luke fit her like a puzzle piece, and together they were explosive.

Pulling back, she ended the kiss with a gasp of fresh air and a groan of disappointment. There was no way she could
keep putting him off if he kept kissing her.

“Luke, I can’t.”

His eyes flashed in the shadows of the night, and she could see his jaw muscle clenching in frustration. “Why?”

“I’ve already told you why. I don’t want either of us to get hurt. You aren’t what I need in my life.” She backed away
from him, pulling her coat tight around her chest to combat the icy cold air on her scorching hot body.

“How do you know that if you won’t even get to know me?”

She shook her head and fought back tears. “I’ve already survived one man who convinced me to listen to my body
instead of logic.”

A heavy silence settled between them, and Tavi felt torn. Her instincts were telling her to throw herself back into his
arms and hold on for dear life. She wanted to spend eternity wrapped up in his embrace. But it just wasn’t the right
thing for her, or her daughter.

“I’ve got to get back to work. Go home, Luke, and forget this ever happened.” She made it to the parking lot before he
spoke again, but his words echoed in her head for the rest of the night.“I can’t. I wish I could baby, but I can’t.”

Adult Excerpt

Hearing Tavi ask him for the thing he desired most made his balls draw up tight, and his cock twitch painfully behind the
zipper of his jeans. With a gentle push, she sat on the edge of the bed with him between her knees. It put her pert
breasts at the perfect level for him to devour. Licking the tip of one while he teased the tip of the other with his
fingertips, he began to seduce her body with his.

Every stroke was matched with a moan, or a pleasure-filled sigh, and his cock grew harder and hotter. She smelled of
jasmine and raw woman. The sexually potent fragrance made his wolf mindlessly happy and wild with the primal desire
to sink both his cock and his canine teeth into her, marking her as his own.

He set about worshiping her body with his tongue and his fingers. Falling back on the bed, she murmured words of
pleasure and need, sometimes making sense, and other times incomprehensible.

With her pussy spread open to him, he slid his fingers into her pale pink opening, and had to bite his lip at the velvet
heat that surrounded them. She was going to be tight. He was larger than most human men, and she was much smaller
than he’d expected. Then again, he’d never been with a woman who’d had a child, so he hadn’t truly known what to
expect.

What he got was a sexual goddess. She was beautiful, right down to the teeny tiny white lines that dotted her lower
abdomen. She bore the scars of her pregnancy, but it wasn’t a turn-off. It actually fulfilled some primal need inside of
him to find a woman that could bear his children. A strong mate.

Before he allowed himself to drift too far down that road, he focused his tongue on her sweet cunt, and began teasing
her toward her first orgasm of the night. Her flavor was a deliciously salty-sweet blend and the more he got, the more he
wanted. The folds of her pussy were soft against his tongue, and moisture dripped from her opening as her hips thrust
up against his mouth seeking more from him. He didn’t make her wait for it, instead he focused all of his energy on
bringing her to a fast, hard climax. She didn’t disappoint, jerking underneath him as her cunt spasmed around his thick
fingers.

To his surprise she was almost completely silent in her orgasm. Her face twisted and her mouth dropped open with a
sharp exhale, but no other noise left her throat. If it weren’t for the obvious reaction under his fingers and tongue he
would have doubted how good it was for her.

After a few breaths she caught him staring up at her from between her thighs and she blushed. It stroked his ego to seeher cheeks stained with pink and her body trembling underneath him.

Bending, he nipped her inner thigh, and she protested. “Ouch! Hey!”

“You taste good.”

Her cheeks grew even redder, but she returned his grin. “I’ll return the favor if you let me up.”

Luke bit back a growl of need, and shook his head. “As much as I’d love to watch you suck my cock, I’m on the edge of
my control already. That will have to wait for later.”

Rising above her, he pressed forward and her thighs spread around his hips in welcome. He kissed his way back up her
torso to her sweet tits, pleasuring each one with his tongue, and teeth, before continuing to her collarbone. The

moment he reached that thick tendon that connected her shoulder to her neck, his teeth sharpened instinctively. His
wolf wanted to mate her, and it was going to take everything he had to resist it.

Burying his face in her hair, he could hear her murmuring words of encouragement as her hands began roaming over his
bare chest and shoulders. His jeans felt like they were strangling his cock, and he groaned when her fingers made their
way down to his zipper.

“Take them off, Luke, please?”

Her pretty plea was music to his ears, and he rushed to release his erection from confinement. It throbbed against her
thigh as he shoved his pants to his knees, and she froze.

“Holy shit.”

“What’s wrong, baby?” Luke frowned in confusion and then realized that she was staring at his cock.

“You’re massive!”

He felt ten feet tall with her staring at him in wonder and appreciation, and he let out a loud laugh. “That’s the sweetest
thing anyone’s ever said to me.”

“Well don’t let it go to your head, big guy. You haven’t proved you can use it yet.”

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Turo’s Fated Mate

Iron Wolves Book 7

Blurb

A LONE WOLF SEARCHING FOR THE ONE TO COMPLETE HIM. A HUMAN FEMALE, LOOKING FOR SOMEONE TO LOVE HER AS SHE IS. WILL THEY FIND EACH OTHER, BEFORE A CREATURE THEY NEVER EXPECTED, TRIES TO DESTROY THEM BOTH, OR WILL FATE GIVE THEM WHAT THEY BOTH CRAVE? True Love.

A LONE WOLF…Turo has searched for centuries for the one female to complete him. The Iron Wolves seemed like home to him, but after fifteen years, he’s thinking about moving on, until he finds her.

A LOVE WORTH ANYTHING…Jozlyn isn’t your average human and knew it would take a special man to accept her as she was. However, she hadn’t counted on a man like Turo.

TESTING THE BONDS…As Turo and Jozlyn’s love grows, a creature from their worst nightmares will do anything to destroy them. Will they be able to survive the coming battle, or will fate give them what they’d always craved…true love?

“A must read paranormal story” New York Times bestselling author LORA LEIGH

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Excerpt

Jozlyn watched in utter fascination as Turo tossed the two men around like ragdolls. She’d tried to ignore them, but they’d been insistent on buying her a drink. After her third tequila shot, she’d said screw it and let them buy her the fourth one. However, her fogged brain had rebelled at the thought of taking the lime from the one who’d placed it in his mouth. Hell, she was ready to lick the salt without the sour fruit, had started to pick the shaker up just as she’d felt a prickle of awareness dance down her spine. Turo. God, just saying his name made her panties wet and her nipples hard. How did the man do that to her without even touching her?

“Hello, Jozlyn,” he rumbled.

Yep, just like that, her ovaries did a jig. What the hell did he do? Go to school and learn how to pitch his voice to the seduction level of panty-melting or what? Maybe she was drunk enough, traumatized enough, that it was affecting her and making her act like something she wasn’t. Sure, she’d had sex. Mediocre at best with a college boyfriend. He was older, as was almost everyone she’d gone to school with. Lyric and Syn had told her having her V-card was a good thing, but they didn’t understand what it was like being the only one in her sorority with it. When she’d finally done the deed, it wasn’t like she’d read in books. She sure as shit didn’t see stars, or feel the clenching of her vagina begging for more. Nope, Joz could only lay there hoping he’d hurry and finish.

Turo snapped his fingers in her face. “Earth to Jozlyn. Come on, I’m taking you home.”

She blinked a few times, her brain fuzzy from one too many shots. “Do you know that tequila is made from blue agave and the core of the plant contains aquamiel or honey water, which is used for syrup and tequila production?”

The big tattooed man blinked down at her, a slight grin on his too gorgeous face. “Is that right?” he asked.

“Yep. And did you know the agave plant can weigh up to two hundred pounds when harvested?” she licked her lips. Focusing on his full and very kissable mouth. She wondered what it would be like to kiss him.

“Ah, Ko’u uuku hahai, you play with fire,” he mumbled.

“The Hawaiian language is so lyrical. Why do you call me your little butterfly? I’m not really that small.” She slapped a hand over her mouth. “I should shut up now. When I drink I tend to spout things. Nonsensical things.”

“Like wondering what it would be like for me to kiss you?” His head bent and he brushed his lips over hers.

Words tumbled around in her fogged brain, first and foremost was the fact she clearly spoke her desire out loud. Second was the man was an expert kisser, and his lips were soft as velvet.

He chuckled against her lips. “Quit thinking and kiss me back, hahai.”

Turo lifted her to the top of the bar. The others around her disappeared, or at least in her mind, they did.

“Hey you two, get a room.” Reeves smirked at them from across the bar as he cleaned a glass and set it back on the shelf.

Jozlyn was stunned to find herself with a very aroused Turo between her thighs. “What the hell are we doing?”

Turo shook his head like he’d just come out of a daze himself. “You make me lose my mind.”

She smiled. “I can fix you. It’s my profession.” Where this playful side to her came from she had no idea, but the thought of bringing a smile to the too serious man in front of her was appealing.

He pulled her in closer to him. “You want to play doctor with me?”

Heat sizzled where they touched. “Why do I get the idea you’re not talking the same kind of doctor as me?”

The naughty look he gave made her squirm in his embrace and had him inhaling. “Fuck, you smell so damn delicious. I could lick you all damn day and still want more,” he growled just as the music stopped.

She looked around to see if anyone was watching them, only to gasp as several were indeed staring. “Oh my god, everyone is watching us.”

Turo looked over his shoulder and growled. “Would you like to say hello to my little friend?”

Jozlyn smacked his chest. “Why are you offering me to them?”

He laughed along with the bartender he’d called Reeves.

“Should I show her your little friend, Turo?” Reeves reached below the bar, pulling out the largest gun she’d ever seen outside of television.

“What the heck is that?” Her fingers lifted to touch, but then she snatched her arm back. “Is that even legal?”

Another chuckle came from the man between her legs. “You truly are a treasure.”

Her addled brain was having a hard time processing everything, which was a first for her. “I think I might be sick,” she announced, placing a palm to her stomach.

Instantly the smile was replaced with concern. Turo swept her off the bar and began moving through the throng of people.

“Don’t let him tap your bootyhole, girl. Them wolves all like bootyhole action.”

“Reeva, pipe the fuck down or I’ll have your brother woop your ass,” Turo snarled at the woman who yelled.

“What’s she talking about?” Jozlyn rested her head on Turo’s shoulder, the lurching sensation had her gulping in great big breaths of air, hoping she didn’t throw up all over him.

“Ignore her,” he said as he entered the ladies’ room. Several women scattered as he made his way into the first stall. “Out, all of you,” he ordered.

Her world spun as she was placed on her feet, but she was happy to see the toilet was clean, although her hair swung down in front of her. A second later a hand came in front of her, gathering the heavy mass and then she didn’t care what or who was there as she retched into the porcelain.

“Oh god, I’m never drinking tequila again. Ever,” she moaned after a few minutes.

Turo flushed a couple times so she didn’t have to stare at her stomachs contents, which she was eternally grateful for.

“You probably shouldn’t have drunk so much on an empty stomach. Tequila isn’t bad when you do it slowly and with something to soak it up.” He helped her stand. “You ready to wash your face?”

She placed both palms on either side of the stall, not daring to look behind her at the big man who’d held her hair while she tossed her cookies. Nope, never had she thrown up in front of anyone except her parents. Heck, she’d never even done it while out with Lyric and the girls. Now, this gorgeous hunk of a man not only had seen her, but he’d held her hair and flushed the yuck down the toilet a few times. Yeah, not the sexiest thing she’d ever done. “I’m fine now, you can go back…wherever you were going.”

He grunted, his fingers tightened in her hair. “I was coming to find you, so I’m right where I want to be.”

Chancing a look over her shoulder, she could see he was staring intently at her. “In the ladies’ room with me while I said hello to the porcelain god?”

A humor filled grin split his lips. “Well, I will admit, I hadn’t expected that, but you are still sexy as hell.”

“You’re slightly crazy. That’s my official diagnosis as a doctor,” she said covering her mouth with her hand. “I need to rinse my mouth out. I feel like I have swamp breath.”

Turo raised a brow but stepped back, his hand still holding her hair. “Come on.”

“You gonna let me go?” Her fogged brain was beginning to clear the tiniest bit.

“Do I gotta?”

His little boy lost look probably got him all kinds of things, like between any woman’s thighs he wanted. The thought had her straightening to her full height, which only brought her to his chin. “Yes,” she agreed.

He nodded, letting go but sifting his fingers through her hair slowly, the tips caught on a few snarls. “I love your hair. It’s like black silk.”

Not sure how to answer that, she went to the sink and splashed cold water on her overheated face then brought her cupped hands filled with water to her mouth, swishing the cool liquid around over and over and spit it out, repeating a couple times before she felt like her mouth was cleanish. Gah, she hated throwing up.

“Here.” Turo offered her a piece of gum.

Her hands shook a little as she took the wrapped rectangular piece of minty goodness. “You’re a lifesaver.”

“That’s what all the ladies say. Come on, let’s get out of here.” He held the door open.

“I need to check on Egypt.” She didn’t know where she was going to go. If the man chasing them was the little girl’s dad, he probably knew where she lived. She’d have to check into a hotel, but if he was smart enough to get into a secured psychiatric wing of a hospital, he could probably figure out how to track her.

“Egypt is staying with her mother at the clinic. They’ll be guarded by…the club members. You can rest assured nothing will be able to get to them. As for where you’re going,” he paused to pin her with his steady gaze. “You’re coming home with me, and before you object, think. You’ll be safe, since he won’t think to track you there, and even if he did, I’m more than prepared to deal with anyone who dares touch what’s mine.”

“But, I’m nobody to you,” she denied.

“You keep thinking that, hahai.” He guided her through the throng of people.

Author Bio

Elle Boon lives in Middle-Merica as she likes to say…with her husband, two kids, and a black lab who is more like a small pony. She’d never planned to be a writer, but when life threw her a curve, she swerved with it, since she’s athletically challenged. She’s known for saying “Bless Your Heart” and dropping lots of F-bombs, but she loves where this new journey has taken her.

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