Batch (Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance) (Desired by a Dragon Book 2) by Terra Wolf, Hailey Storm Page A
Authors: Terra Wolf, Hailey Storm
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and according to him, I wasn’t creating a good one for myself in this town by sleeping around.
Silas knew me well enough though to know I didn’t give a shit what anyone thought of me. Especially not these people—they had no room to judge. Each of them had secrets and downfalls of their own.
I crept inside and slipped my heels off at the front door. Next, I made my way to the kitchen for some coffee. After filling the machine with water and a few scoops of my rich, dark roasted coconut flavored blend, I headed upstairs for a hot shower. I needed to wash the scent of Dylan off. Even though Silas was sure to have noticed I didn’t come home last night—and probably had guessed who I was with—it didn’t mean I wanted to provoke him. An irritated Silas was no one’s friend, least of all mine. Especially where Dylan was concerned.
I wasn’t sure what it was about Dylan that irked Silas so much, but he didn’t like him and made it clear each time I brought him up in conversation. My other brother, Sebastian, on the other hand, didn’t seem to care who I dated or what I did.
Sometimes I wished Silas could be more like Sebastian and stop being a substitute dad.
Dylan was a good guy. He was young, but he was real. He didn’t hide the fact that he wanted me like Batch always seemed to. He didn’t play games. He went after what he wanted. It was a way of life I could respect. I wished Batch would adhere to those same rules. He never seemed to take anything he wanted, or at least not when it came to me. He was always so guarded.
I grabbed a clean pair of underwear, my favorite red silk robe, and my pink fuzzy slippers before heading to the bathroom for a shower. As soon as I closed the door, I could hear the beeping of Silas’s alarm clock and the sound of his cell ringing simultaneously. It was six o’clock in the morning. Who would be calling him this early? His girlfriend, Violet, maybe?
“Hello?” I heard him answer. “No, I’m good. I’m getting up anyway.”
I held my breath and listened for a little longer, curiosity getting the best of me. Silas was either pacing around his room or rushing to pull on clothes.
“Okay. No, it’s fine. I’ll be down in a second to let you in,” I heard him say, causing my stomach to dip. I wondered if it was Violet. I hoped there wasn’t anything wrong.
I twisted the knobs on the shower and adjusted the water to the perfect temperature before shimmying out of my dress and then stepped in. The scalding water slipped across my skin, warming me from the outside in. I tipped my head back and began massaging shampoo into my hair. The scent of lilacs and vanilla saturated the air around me and I closed my eyes, relaxing into the moment.
Two
Batch
B oth floors of the house were lit up with lights when I rolled to a stop behind Silas’s vehicle. As if Scarlet’s car being in the driveway wasn’t enough indication for me to know she was home, the lights on both floors affirmed it. I cut the engine on my bike and slipped off my helmet, still staring at the upstairs windows. Scarlet was in one of those rooms. I knew she was. I could feel her presence. She had called to me, unlike any woman I’d ever met. There was something about her that made the fire in my veins sing. Too bad I couldn’t have her. Not in the way I wanted.
The front door swung open and Silas stepped into view.
“Hey, man. It’s good to see you.” He flashed me a toothy smile, but even through the distance, I could see the questions swirling in his eyes.
Silas wanted to know why I was here, and he wasn’t the only one. There was a part of me that wanted to know why I’d come too. Being around Scarlet would only tempt me and my dragon. I knew it would.
“Hey, long time no see.” I started toward the stairs.
Silas nodded and crammed his hands into the front pockets of his slacks. “Yeah, it has been a while.”
Months. It had been months, nearly a year, but I wasn’t about to say so
Silas knew me well enough though to know I didn’t give a shit what anyone thought of me. Especially not these people—they had no room to judge. Each of them had secrets and downfalls of their own.
I crept inside and slipped my heels off at the front door. Next, I made my way to the kitchen for some coffee. After filling the machine with water and a few scoops of my rich, dark roasted coconut flavored blend, I headed upstairs for a hot shower. I needed to wash the scent of Dylan off. Even though Silas was sure to have noticed I didn’t come home last night—and probably had guessed who I was with—it didn’t mean I wanted to provoke him. An irritated Silas was no one’s friend, least of all mine. Especially where Dylan was concerned.
I wasn’t sure what it was about Dylan that irked Silas so much, but he didn’t like him and made it clear each time I brought him up in conversation. My other brother, Sebastian, on the other hand, didn’t seem to care who I dated or what I did.
Sometimes I wished Silas could be more like Sebastian and stop being a substitute dad.
Dylan was a good guy. He was young, but he was real. He didn’t hide the fact that he wanted me like Batch always seemed to. He didn’t play games. He went after what he wanted. It was a way of life I could respect. I wished Batch would adhere to those same rules. He never seemed to take anything he wanted, or at least not when it came to me. He was always so guarded.
I grabbed a clean pair of underwear, my favorite red silk robe, and my pink fuzzy slippers before heading to the bathroom for a shower. As soon as I closed the door, I could hear the beeping of Silas’s alarm clock and the sound of his cell ringing simultaneously. It was six o’clock in the morning. Who would be calling him this early? His girlfriend, Violet, maybe?
“Hello?” I heard him answer. “No, I’m good. I’m getting up anyway.”
I held my breath and listened for a little longer, curiosity getting the best of me. Silas was either pacing around his room or rushing to pull on clothes.
“Okay. No, it’s fine. I’ll be down in a second to let you in,” I heard him say, causing my stomach to dip. I wondered if it was Violet. I hoped there wasn’t anything wrong.
I twisted the knobs on the shower and adjusted the water to the perfect temperature before shimmying out of my dress and then stepped in. The scalding water slipped across my skin, warming me from the outside in. I tipped my head back and began massaging shampoo into my hair. The scent of lilacs and vanilla saturated the air around me and I closed my eyes, relaxing into the moment.
Two
Batch
B oth floors of the house were lit up with lights when I rolled to a stop behind Silas’s vehicle. As if Scarlet’s car being in the driveway wasn’t enough indication for me to know she was home, the lights on both floors affirmed it. I cut the engine on my bike and slipped off my helmet, still staring at the upstairs windows. Scarlet was in one of those rooms. I knew she was. I could feel her presence. She had called to me, unlike any woman I’d ever met. There was something about her that made the fire in my veins sing. Too bad I couldn’t have her. Not in the way I wanted.
The front door swung open and Silas stepped into view.
“Hey, man. It’s good to see you.” He flashed me a toothy smile, but even through the distance, I could see the questions swirling in his eyes.
Silas wanted to know why I was here, and he wasn’t the only one. There was a part of me that wanted to know why I’d come too. Being around Scarlet would only tempt me and my dragon. I knew it would.
“Hey, long time no see.” I started toward the stairs.
Silas nodded and crammed his hands into the front pockets of his slacks. “Yeah, it has been a while.”
Months. It had been months, nearly a year, but I wasn’t about to say so
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