mind-fucking everyone and pick someone.”
That sounded pretty much like Cressida.
“Then when she looked at me, the weirdest thing happened.”
He knew there had been something happening when they met the last time. Too bad
instead of applauding his good instincts he had to picture Ainsley getting laid by two of his friends in one day.
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure I know what-”
“We fucked!” Cressida interrupted. “She’s fantastic, she tastes like a peach and bucks like a bronco. She’s in touch with her wolf too, even though you wouldn’t think it. Would you believe she dominated me? It was crazy hot. I only wish you could have been there.
Hey, you know, it was when she smelled your cum on my ass that she finally let loose.
Her boobs are the size of-”
“Enough!”
Cressida’s eyebrows went up. She stopped speaking and waited to see what he would
do.
“I don’t want to hear about it!”
“Why not?”
Because it’s not fair.
Because you don’t even like her.
Because I…
Because I love her.
Shit.
“Because Clive Warren is at her house right now.”
His words hung in the air.
“No,” Cressida breathed.
Erik didn’t reply.
“No, no, no, Erik what are you doing?” Cressida demanded.
“What do you mean?”
“What do I mean? I mean are you seriously going to let that dumb cop take what’s
yours?”
Erik stared at her, dumbfounded.
“Are you fucking kidding me? I knew from that first night in her kitchen there was
something crazy between you guys. And then MacGregor said something about her dad
wanting her to choose you. I thought you had it in the bag, Erik, and you were just taking it slow.”
Erik didn’t know where to begin.
“What do you mean MacGregor said her dad wanted her to pick me? When did he say
that?”
“It was a couple nights ago.” Cressida actually looked a little embarrassed. “He’s still kinda hot,” she added defensively.
“She told me MacGregor said she should pick Clive.”
“She lied.”
“Why would she lie?” he asked. “And why didn’t I notice?”
“Because, Einstein, she likes you,” Cressida said. “And you were half out of your mind when we found her door open that night. She could’ve told you anything.” She shook her head. “How you could be such a fantastic lay and know nothing about women is a total
mystery. Now are you going to sit around playing twenty questions with me or go over
there and stop her before it’s too late? I can’t believe you were just hanging around here pacing.”
“Why do you care?”
Cressida gave him one of her rare sincere smiles. Then she looked down and kicked
the new pine floors he’d just installed.
“Because, you’re my friend. Besides,” she teased, “you might let me fuck her again
one day. Clive will lock that shit down.”
Erik growled.
“Now move, Erik. Can you imagine Clive as alpha? We’d all be fucked.”
Erik stripped down in record time. His body expanded into wolf form. His muscles
bunched and he leapt.
His head was finally clear.
Things were so much simpler when he was a wolf.
C H A P T E R
1 3
A insley marched upstairs like she was headed to face a firing squad.
Her mind kept jumping and it was hard to focus on anything. Clive followed, two steps behind her.
The stairs felt too steep.
She remembered pouring a plastic pitcher of water down them when she was a
toddler and then trying to clean up the mess before her mom found it. Her mom had
walked in to find Ainsley trying to drink the water off the floor at the bottom of the steps.
The hallway felt dark and too narrow.
She remembered standing in it, trying to spy on Santa Claus on so many Christmas
Eves, but hearing her parents downstairs instead. Her dad would call up, “Ainsley, is that you?” and she would dash back to her room.
Her room.
Right in front of them.
She turned to catch Clive leering. He looked up to her eyes and smiled, unashamed.
“This is my room – want to hang
That sounded pretty much like Cressida.
“Then when she looked at me, the weirdest thing happened.”
He knew there had been something happening when they met the last time. Too bad
instead of applauding his good instincts he had to picture Ainsley getting laid by two of his friends in one day.
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure I know what-”
“We fucked!” Cressida interrupted. “She’s fantastic, she tastes like a peach and bucks like a bronco. She’s in touch with her wolf too, even though you wouldn’t think it. Would you believe she dominated me? It was crazy hot. I only wish you could have been there.
Hey, you know, it was when she smelled your cum on my ass that she finally let loose.
Her boobs are the size of-”
“Enough!”
Cressida’s eyebrows went up. She stopped speaking and waited to see what he would
do.
“I don’t want to hear about it!”
“Why not?”
Because it’s not fair.
Because you don’t even like her.
Because I…
Because I love her.
Shit.
“Because Clive Warren is at her house right now.”
His words hung in the air.
“No,” Cressida breathed.
Erik didn’t reply.
“No, no, no, Erik what are you doing?” Cressida demanded.
“What do you mean?”
“What do I mean? I mean are you seriously going to let that dumb cop take what’s
yours?”
Erik stared at her, dumbfounded.
“Are you fucking kidding me? I knew from that first night in her kitchen there was
something crazy between you guys. And then MacGregor said something about her dad
wanting her to choose you. I thought you had it in the bag, Erik, and you were just taking it slow.”
Erik didn’t know where to begin.
“What do you mean MacGregor said her dad wanted her to pick me? When did he say
that?”
“It was a couple nights ago.” Cressida actually looked a little embarrassed. “He’s still kinda hot,” she added defensively.
“She told me MacGregor said she should pick Clive.”
“She lied.”
“Why would she lie?” he asked. “And why didn’t I notice?”
“Because, Einstein, she likes you,” Cressida said. “And you were half out of your mind when we found her door open that night. She could’ve told you anything.” She shook her head. “How you could be such a fantastic lay and know nothing about women is a total
mystery. Now are you going to sit around playing twenty questions with me or go over
there and stop her before it’s too late? I can’t believe you were just hanging around here pacing.”
“Why do you care?”
Cressida gave him one of her rare sincere smiles. Then she looked down and kicked
the new pine floors he’d just installed.
“Because, you’re my friend. Besides,” she teased, “you might let me fuck her again
one day. Clive will lock that shit down.”
Erik growled.
“Now move, Erik. Can you imagine Clive as alpha? We’d all be fucked.”
Erik stripped down in record time. His body expanded into wolf form. His muscles
bunched and he leapt.
His head was finally clear.
Things were so much simpler when he was a wolf.
C H A P T E R
1 3
A insley marched upstairs like she was headed to face a firing squad.
Her mind kept jumping and it was hard to focus on anything. Clive followed, two steps behind her.
The stairs felt too steep.
She remembered pouring a plastic pitcher of water down them when she was a
toddler and then trying to clean up the mess before her mom found it. Her mom had
walked in to find Ainsley trying to drink the water off the floor at the bottom of the steps.
The hallway felt dark and too narrow.
She remembered standing in it, trying to spy on Santa Claus on so many Christmas
Eves, but hearing her parents downstairs instead. Her dad would call up, “Ainsley, is that you?” and she would dash back to her room.
Her room.
Right in front of them.
She turned to catch Clive leering. He looked up to her eyes and smiled, unashamed.
“This is my room – want to hang
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