seriously.
Cherri turned to her guard, Sabrina, and said, "Find out who the hell was in here while I was gone."
Sabrina nodded and turned to pull out her communicator. Even though she was Cherri's guard, Sabrina was also her Pack mate and friend. She would help her anyway she could. Pack mate, what a strange term for her to use right now, she never thought she would ever use that when she was referring to anyone other than her family. That was the way it was now, the laws had changed.
"Sorry, ma'am, this mess is mine." Cherri heard a low Deep-in-the-South drawl coming from somewhere in back of the stack of boxes that were in her office. She felt the tingle right down to her toes from hearing the voice. Wow , she thought, this was not normal . Just a voice sending shivers down her spine? Impossible.
However, if the face matched the voice, she would certainly give him a break, and at least let him tell her what the hell he was doing in her lab. A long break with her, in a room, with a bed , she thought. Cherri grinned; her friends were going to call her a ' slut ' again. But who cared, if the man was as sexy as his voice.
Whew, and that accent . She loved a man with a Southern drawl. She had never heard one in real life, merely on the surveillance vids of criminals, and in the movies, both her only actual entertainment these days. New York wasn’t known for having anything but a New York accent, a Brooklyn accent, or a Long Island accent. Then there was the Jersey accent, and the snobby 5th Ave accent, the list went on. But nowhere was there a Southern accent, especially one that made her think of some very naughty things, things that would definitely not be professional.
Cherri frowned a little and thought for a second. Shifters were not really allowed to move around that much now. Before, they had been able to migrate and find a Pack they fit into. However, with the new human laws, shifters didn’t move unless they had family close by. The ones that did usually did so illegally, and therefore, ended up in the surveillance vids for them to study.
"Well, who are you?" Cherri said softly. She could try her seductive voice, but with Sabrina in the room, that would be awkward. Shit, Sabrina. She turned just as the other woman was pulling out her weapon and getting ready to push Cherri out of the way to make sure the man was not a threat. Someone still wanted them dead, and having a stranger in the room was not good. Even if his voice was smooth, like a good whiskey on a cold winter night, Cherri shivered again thinking about curling up in front of a fire place. Where the fuck are these images coming from? She was not one of those whimpering girls who wanted to get MARRIED!
"Well, ma'am, HOLY SHIT! Now, why the hell are you pointing that gun at me?" The Southern voice said with a firm tone.
Cherri once again felt herself shiver. He was strong and commanding. She just wanted a peek at him. There was no way he could be a lab rat like some of her other assistants. He had to be built with that voice.
"Hands up, and state your business," Sabrina ordered and then said, "Badge number, and ID password."
Cherri rolled her eyes and looked at her nails. Damn it, she was going to have to go to the salon again, they were chipping. Her communicator went off, and Cherri pulled it from her pocket. It was her friend and Alpha, Kade.
"Hi, Kade," she said into the communicator.
"Why is Sabrina's alarm going off?" Kade said calmly.
"Because there is a stranger in the lab," Cherri said.
"Fuck," Kade said and hung up. The Calvary was coming.
"Hey mister, you had better get those credentials out quick, ‘cause there's gonna be two pissed-off Alphas coming in the door in three...two...one," Cherri said and the door burst open with Kade, Calli, and Thomas with guns drawn.
Cherri loved it when there were hot men with guns. Even if Kade was her best friend's new mate, she could still appreciate a prime piece of male ass. And his was fine.
Cherri turned to her guard, Sabrina, and said, "Find out who the hell was in here while I was gone."
Sabrina nodded and turned to pull out her communicator. Even though she was Cherri's guard, Sabrina was also her Pack mate and friend. She would help her anyway she could. Pack mate, what a strange term for her to use right now, she never thought she would ever use that when she was referring to anyone other than her family. That was the way it was now, the laws had changed.
"Sorry, ma'am, this mess is mine." Cherri heard a low Deep-in-the-South drawl coming from somewhere in back of the stack of boxes that were in her office. She felt the tingle right down to her toes from hearing the voice. Wow , she thought, this was not normal . Just a voice sending shivers down her spine? Impossible.
However, if the face matched the voice, she would certainly give him a break, and at least let him tell her what the hell he was doing in her lab. A long break with her, in a room, with a bed , she thought. Cherri grinned; her friends were going to call her a ' slut ' again. But who cared, if the man was as sexy as his voice.
Whew, and that accent . She loved a man with a Southern drawl. She had never heard one in real life, merely on the surveillance vids of criminals, and in the movies, both her only actual entertainment these days. New York wasn’t known for having anything but a New York accent, a Brooklyn accent, or a Long Island accent. Then there was the Jersey accent, and the snobby 5th Ave accent, the list went on. But nowhere was there a Southern accent, especially one that made her think of some very naughty things, things that would definitely not be professional.
Cherri frowned a little and thought for a second. Shifters were not really allowed to move around that much now. Before, they had been able to migrate and find a Pack they fit into. However, with the new human laws, shifters didn’t move unless they had family close by. The ones that did usually did so illegally, and therefore, ended up in the surveillance vids for them to study.
"Well, who are you?" Cherri said softly. She could try her seductive voice, but with Sabrina in the room, that would be awkward. Shit, Sabrina. She turned just as the other woman was pulling out her weapon and getting ready to push Cherri out of the way to make sure the man was not a threat. Someone still wanted them dead, and having a stranger in the room was not good. Even if his voice was smooth, like a good whiskey on a cold winter night, Cherri shivered again thinking about curling up in front of a fire place. Where the fuck are these images coming from? She was not one of those whimpering girls who wanted to get MARRIED!
"Well, ma'am, HOLY SHIT! Now, why the hell are you pointing that gun at me?" The Southern voice said with a firm tone.
Cherri once again felt herself shiver. He was strong and commanding. She just wanted a peek at him. There was no way he could be a lab rat like some of her other assistants. He had to be built with that voice.
"Hands up, and state your business," Sabrina ordered and then said, "Badge number, and ID password."
Cherri rolled her eyes and looked at her nails. Damn it, she was going to have to go to the salon again, they were chipping. Her communicator went off, and Cherri pulled it from her pocket. It was her friend and Alpha, Kade.
"Hi, Kade," she said into the communicator.
"Why is Sabrina's alarm going off?" Kade said calmly.
"Because there is a stranger in the lab," Cherri said.
"Fuck," Kade said and hung up. The Calvary was coming.
"Hey mister, you had better get those credentials out quick, ‘cause there's gonna be two pissed-off Alphas coming in the door in three...two...one," Cherri said and the door burst open with Kade, Calli, and Thomas with guns drawn.
Cherri loved it when there were hot men with guns. Even if Kade was her best friend's new mate, she could still appreciate a prime piece of male ass. And his was fine.
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