Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
It brought home how much shit the humans of this town were going to give me and Riley when they realized we were a couple. And those who didn’t give us shit would be talking behind our backs. What would they say?
That I robbed the cradle? That Riley had daddy issues?
Speaking of her dad, I was going to have Riley’s daddy’s issues when he got wind of this. I wasn’t afraid of the guy, and I’d deal with whatever shit he tossed my way.
I personally didn’t give a fuck what humans said about me, but anything that bothered Riley was going to make me see red. I wanted to protect her from any of that. From all of it. And it had already begun.
I left as soon as things slowed down, and I was sure Jimmy, my head bartender, could handle things without me. “You’re closing up tonight,” I told him.
“Sure thing, boss.”
I got in my truck and drove straight to Riley’s.
Her grandmother’s place was dark. It had only been an hour or two since she left, but it seemed she’d already gone to bed. It was after midnight. I was used to the late nights but not everyone was. Preschools didn’t start at nine p.m. which meant since Riley worked tomorrow, she had to be up early.
I parked around the corner, so my truck wouldn’t be spotted in front of her house and walked to her door. I’d memorized the key code from the day before, so I punched it in and entered quietly.
My wolf relaxed the moment I walked in. Having her scent up in my nostrils soothed the aggression I’d felt ever since she left. Knowing she was close by eased the gnawing ache I had to touch her again.
I kicked my boots off by the door and dropped my hat on a chair and padded sock-footed upstairs to her bedroom.
Oh, damn. Fuck, that was cute. With my shifter vision, I could see her perfectly in the dark.
Riley looked angelic in her sleep. Curled on her side, those dark auburn waves of hers spread across the pillow, she looked too beautiful to disturb.
For a long moment, I just stared down at her, utterly captivated.
Then she sighed, and her brow furrowed.
I quickly unzipped my jeans and kicked them off then ditched my snap-button cowboy shirt. I gently lifted the covers and climbed in bed beside her in only my boxer briefs.
She sucked in a sharp breath, startling awake, and her elbow swung back toward my face.
I caught it in time, chuckling. “Good instincts, sugar. A head butt yesterday, wild elbow today. Vicious. I love it.”
“Cody?” She sat up, blinking in the darkness.
“Yeah, it’s me, baby.” I tugged her back down and curled my longer frame around hers, spoon style. “Did you think I was gonna let you sleep alone after you ditched me at the bar?”
She snuggled back against me, her soft ass making contact with my very blue balls. Was she wiggling around on purpose?
“Ditched you?” Her voice was sleepy. Adorably so.
“It killed me when you left. Especially after Tessa was so fucking rude to you.” I slid a hand up her snug tank to mold it around her breast. Fuck, it felt good. Plush, soft, a nice handful. “Sugar, I’m sorry that happened.”
She let out a sigh of pleasure as she arched her back, pushing herself into my touch. “How did you get in? Oh, you remembered the code.” She answered her own question. Stretching, her legs lengthened until her feet tangled with mine. “Why are you here?”
What?
“Why am I here?” I lightly thumbed her nipple. “Gotta make it up to you, sugar, after Tessa. And to make sure you know that I’m the guy who’s going to be keeping you warm at night from now on.”
After last night’s run, my wolf and I agreed no more distance. She wanted to go out with girlfriends, I’d be in her bed after. She wanted to duck out of the bar early, I’d come home to her.
“Are you?” A teasing quality entered her voice. Good. The hurt was wearing off.
I pressed my face against her neck and nibbled. “Mmm hmm.”
“So you’re here for sex?” She didn’t sound offended. Not at all. I’d call her interested.
My dick surged against my boxer briefs, and I was sure she felt it.
Down, boy. I was here to make her fall in love, not fuck her brains out.
Dammit! I should not have thought about fucking her brains out. Especially with the pull of the nearly-full moon. It was a goddamn torture not claiming her right here, right now.
“I’m here to spend the night with you,” I said. “Cuddling.”
“Cuddling? That’s what you want to do?” she asked.
I huffed. “No. But you can’t handle yet what I want to do.” My wolf salivated in eagerness for the filthy things I had in store for Riley. Soon.