out while I freshen up?”
“Sure,” he looked disappointed, like he’d expected her to hop right into bed.
Ainsley hurried into the hallway and found her way to her parents’ master bathroom.
She looked in the mirror. Regular old Ainsley Connor stared back.
Why was she so special? She didn’t feel special.
Stick to the plan, Ainsley. You’ve got this.
Was it even going to work? Could she draw his alpha?
And if she did, could she manage not to be irrevocably bound to him?
Terror struck her as she contemplated what it would be like to really be stuck here
with him. Was she willing to risk that?
She thought about the town and the scores of men and women who had raised and
protected her. She thought of wild Cressida, and sweet Mr. MacGregor, and Carol.
She thought of Erik Jensen.
The truth was, if she had to get stuck here with someone she would want it to be Erik.
She wished he wasn’t so mad at her.
Frustrated, she met her own eyes in the mirror.
Ainsley Connor, snap out of it. You have a job to do.
She splashed a little water on her face, applied lip gloss, spritzed perfume in her hair and even removed her high heeled shoes.
Finally, she couldn’t think of anything else to do. She gave herself a smile in the
mirror, took a deep breath, and headed back to her room.
When she walked in, Clive was lying on the bed, completely naked. His head rested
back on his arms and he held her in his icy blue gaze.
Ainsley caught her breath.
He was stunning, so large and so attractive that he almost looked like a comic book
character. He had impossibly wide shoulders, enormous biceps, and just a smattering of blonde hair on the wide planes of his chest.
He reminded her of Aqua Man.
That thought made her want to giggle. But she realized, almost too late, that he
might not like for her to giggle when he was naked.
She quickly changed gears, and as a result she greeted him very solemnly.
“Hello Clive.”
“Come here.”
She stepped over to the bed and hovered by the frame, unsure whether to get in or
not.
He reached over and tugged her wrist and she found herself tumbling almost on top of
him.
She gasped. Fear and excitement mixed in her chest. Timidly, she placed on hand on
his chest. It looked like a doll’s hand on his massive torso.
“I like your dress,” he laughed. “It will look even better on the floor.”
Before she knew what to do, he had reached behind her to unzip her.
It felt wrong. She sat up quickly.
“Clive, I know we both have an idea of where this night will go, but I don’t feel ready yet.”
A look of alarm crossed his handsome features.
“Ainsley, you’ve done this before, right?”
Of course she hadn’t…OH. She looked at her hands.
“You mean have sex?”
“Yeah.”
“Yes, I have had sex before.”
“Oh, that’s good!” He looked relieved and disappointed at the same time.
She tried not to notice his expressions, and plowed on.
“But I’ve never drawn an alpha before. The whole wolf thing is new to me. And you’re
new to me too.”
“But not really,” he said, stroking her arm. “We knew each other all our lives until you moved away.”
Ainsley thought about that.
It was true, although they hadn’t spent any time together since they were kids. She
thought about the rope tree and the creek.
And Erik.
“We weren’t close though, were we?” she asked instead.
He shook his head and let his hand graze her breast instead of her arm. His heart
sped and she could feel the warmth of his skin through her dress.
“What are you doing?”
“Ainsley, we’re going to be mated. Forever. You’re mine now. Just let go, enjoy it. I’m planning to enjoy it a lot.”
“We are going to be mated,” she agreed. “Why don’t you tell me about your life? It
will be my life too, right? You can touch me while you tell me if you want,” she added.
He looked a little annoyed, but the invitation to touch placated him.
“What do you want to
“Sure,” he looked disappointed, like he’d expected her to hop right into bed.
Ainsley hurried into the hallway and found her way to her parents’ master bathroom.
She looked in the mirror. Regular old Ainsley Connor stared back.
Why was she so special? She didn’t feel special.
Stick to the plan, Ainsley. You’ve got this.
Was it even going to work? Could she draw his alpha?
And if she did, could she manage not to be irrevocably bound to him?
Terror struck her as she contemplated what it would be like to really be stuck here
with him. Was she willing to risk that?
She thought about the town and the scores of men and women who had raised and
protected her. She thought of wild Cressida, and sweet Mr. MacGregor, and Carol.
She thought of Erik Jensen.
The truth was, if she had to get stuck here with someone she would want it to be Erik.
She wished he wasn’t so mad at her.
Frustrated, she met her own eyes in the mirror.
Ainsley Connor, snap out of it. You have a job to do.
She splashed a little water on her face, applied lip gloss, spritzed perfume in her hair and even removed her high heeled shoes.
Finally, she couldn’t think of anything else to do. She gave herself a smile in the
mirror, took a deep breath, and headed back to her room.
When she walked in, Clive was lying on the bed, completely naked. His head rested
back on his arms and he held her in his icy blue gaze.
Ainsley caught her breath.
He was stunning, so large and so attractive that he almost looked like a comic book
character. He had impossibly wide shoulders, enormous biceps, and just a smattering of blonde hair on the wide planes of his chest.
He reminded her of Aqua Man.
That thought made her want to giggle. But she realized, almost too late, that he
might not like for her to giggle when he was naked.
She quickly changed gears, and as a result she greeted him very solemnly.
“Hello Clive.”
“Come here.”
She stepped over to the bed and hovered by the frame, unsure whether to get in or
not.
He reached over and tugged her wrist and she found herself tumbling almost on top of
him.
She gasped. Fear and excitement mixed in her chest. Timidly, she placed on hand on
his chest. It looked like a doll’s hand on his massive torso.
“I like your dress,” he laughed. “It will look even better on the floor.”
Before she knew what to do, he had reached behind her to unzip her.
It felt wrong. She sat up quickly.
“Clive, I know we both have an idea of where this night will go, but I don’t feel ready yet.”
A look of alarm crossed his handsome features.
“Ainsley, you’ve done this before, right?”
Of course she hadn’t…OH. She looked at her hands.
“You mean have sex?”
“Yeah.”
“Yes, I have had sex before.”
“Oh, that’s good!” He looked relieved and disappointed at the same time.
She tried not to notice his expressions, and plowed on.
“But I’ve never drawn an alpha before. The whole wolf thing is new to me. And you’re
new to me too.”
“But not really,” he said, stroking her arm. “We knew each other all our lives until you moved away.”
Ainsley thought about that.
It was true, although they hadn’t spent any time together since they were kids. She
thought about the rope tree and the creek.
And Erik.
“We weren’t close though, were we?” she asked instead.
He shook his head and let his hand graze her breast instead of her arm. His heart
sped and she could feel the warmth of his skin through her dress.
“What are you doing?”
“Ainsley, we’re going to be mated. Forever. You’re mine now. Just let go, enjoy it. I’m planning to enjoy it a lot.”
“We are going to be mated,” she agreed. “Why don’t you tell me about your life? It
will be my life too, right? You can touch me while you tell me if you want,” she added.
He looked a little annoyed, but the invitation to touch placated him.
“What do you want to
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