the zombies, the technicians’ labs because they’re all nerds – and there’s no way she’d choose a nerd over me, and I introduced her to every female in the building except for Charleen in tactical.”
Wes considered that was probably wise . Charleen, the ostrich shifter, was the female equivalent of Diaz, and she liked women, too.
He slapped Diaz on the back. “Good luck to you. And just remember, when she says no, the Stop ‘n’ Go has a sale on catnip.”
He was out the door before the punch could land.
*
Penny fiddled with the strap of her purse as she waited patiently for Diaz to arrive. Her inner penguin tried to pout disapprovingly. She was not insecure. She had no reason to be. He hadn’t said it, but she was sure that Diaz loved her. Pretty sure . She sometimes had a sixth sense about these things, and she had the same strong feeling of belief as when she was certain she had failed her driving test. Course, during the test, she’d flipped off two other drivers, run through a stop sign, accidentally got on the freeway and was pulled over for speeding – but that wasn’t the point .
Diaz certainly loved being with her. And as for the loving – that was incessant and incredible. They couldn’t even see a movie without being thrown out for indecency. Diaz could barely go a moment without touching her, and of course, she was powerless to resist his expert attentions.
Penny loved him . She was in no doubt about that. And hadn’t she been the one to insist that they take things a little slowly? Sure, they’d already met each other’s families on Christmas Day. Hers had been flabbergasted. His had been teasing. But other than that they’d just been steadily dating, and obviously having sex as often as possible . And she had been fine with that. When they first met she wasn’t ready to mate immediately and had wanted to take a little time to get to know one another. But now she knew him, and she was more than ready for the ‘L’ word.
As to the tingles of worry she was currently feeling, she just hadn’t realized how many females Diaz worked with. There hardly seemed to be any men in the building at all! The zombies didn’t count, and the technicians who cowered under Diaz’s panty-wetting glare when they dared even look at her were not even in the same league as her horny jaguar.
And the women in this building… ay chi-wow-wow!
If they weren’t lion shifters who looked like Valkyries, they were tiger shifters who looked like the grinning incarnation of a saucy joke. And she wasn’t even going to get started on the swan shifter whose long, graceful neck looked like it should have an elevator installed. There was just far too much beauty in the building, and it was pissing off her squat, grumpy bird.
She wasn’t some lithe, fast, predatory shifter - she was a penguin shifter who had a tendency to lose her temper and be sullen. Not to mention her huge ass.
And yet, her penguin reminded her, it was a peachy, round ass that Diaz couldn’t stop groping. An ass that he lustily told her he liked to see rocking in front of him when he took her over and over…
Penny fanned herself with her hands. Perhaps she had been a little too quick to eschew office sex.
The redheaded tiger shifter – Iris? Isis? – stomped out of the elevator dragging by the ear a tall, dashingly handsome, strawberry blonde man in a green suit. She pushed him into the lobby and let go of him.
“If I see you in this building again, it better be because you murdered someone!” she snapped before turning her furious attention to the guard at the security desk. “Do not let this idiot past you again!”
The brutal looking bear shifter guard held up his hands. “I didn’t.”
Her lips pursed before her attention swung back to the man in green and she barked, “What are you standing there for? Get out!”
He gave her a stern look and pulled a
Wes considered that was probably wise . Charleen, the ostrich shifter, was the female equivalent of Diaz, and she liked women, too.
He slapped Diaz on the back. “Good luck to you. And just remember, when she says no, the Stop ‘n’ Go has a sale on catnip.”
He was out the door before the punch could land.
*
Penny fiddled with the strap of her purse as she waited patiently for Diaz to arrive. Her inner penguin tried to pout disapprovingly. She was not insecure. She had no reason to be. He hadn’t said it, but she was sure that Diaz loved her. Pretty sure . She sometimes had a sixth sense about these things, and she had the same strong feeling of belief as when she was certain she had failed her driving test. Course, during the test, she’d flipped off two other drivers, run through a stop sign, accidentally got on the freeway and was pulled over for speeding – but that wasn’t the point .
Diaz certainly loved being with her. And as for the loving – that was incessant and incredible. They couldn’t even see a movie without being thrown out for indecency. Diaz could barely go a moment without touching her, and of course, she was powerless to resist his expert attentions.
Penny loved him . She was in no doubt about that. And hadn’t she been the one to insist that they take things a little slowly? Sure, they’d already met each other’s families on Christmas Day. Hers had been flabbergasted. His had been teasing. But other than that they’d just been steadily dating, and obviously having sex as often as possible . And she had been fine with that. When they first met she wasn’t ready to mate immediately and had wanted to take a little time to get to know one another. But now she knew him, and she was more than ready for the ‘L’ word.
As to the tingles of worry she was currently feeling, she just hadn’t realized how many females Diaz worked with. There hardly seemed to be any men in the building at all! The zombies didn’t count, and the technicians who cowered under Diaz’s panty-wetting glare when they dared even look at her were not even in the same league as her horny jaguar.
And the women in this building… ay chi-wow-wow!
If they weren’t lion shifters who looked like Valkyries, they were tiger shifters who looked like the grinning incarnation of a saucy joke. And she wasn’t even going to get started on the swan shifter whose long, graceful neck looked like it should have an elevator installed. There was just far too much beauty in the building, and it was pissing off her squat, grumpy bird.
She wasn’t some lithe, fast, predatory shifter - she was a penguin shifter who had a tendency to lose her temper and be sullen. Not to mention her huge ass.
And yet, her penguin reminded her, it was a peachy, round ass that Diaz couldn’t stop groping. An ass that he lustily told her he liked to see rocking in front of him when he took her over and over…
Penny fanned herself with her hands. Perhaps she had been a little too quick to eschew office sex.
The redheaded tiger shifter – Iris? Isis? – stomped out of the elevator dragging by the ear a tall, dashingly handsome, strawberry blonde man in a green suit. She pushed him into the lobby and let go of him.
“If I see you in this building again, it better be because you murdered someone!” she snapped before turning her furious attention to the guard at the security desk. “Do not let this idiot past you again!”
The brutal looking bear shifter guard held up his hands. “I didn’t.”
Her lips pursed before her attention swung back to the man in green and she barked, “What are you standing there for? Get out!”
He gave her a stern look and pulled a
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