game.
“What’s going on?” Ford said and brought his beer to his lips. He turned and looked at them,
and one of his brows cocked up in question. Charlie scrubbed a hand over his face and exhaled. Did he
really want to get into this with his brothers, tell them about this girl that he’d only spent a few hours
with one night in his bed? They would surely think he was an insane asshole, because how many times
had he told them he would never claim a female? He liked one thing from them, and that was the
momentary oblivion that being buried in their bodies caused. Yeah, it was a douche-bag thing to say,
but he never claimed to be a knight riding in on a white horse.
“Dude, why are you clamming up right now?” Bram sounded confused, and Charlie couldn’t
blame him. He looked at his youngest brother and noticed the day old cut above his right eye, and the
fading bruise that covered his cheek. Looked like Bram was at his bare-knuckle fighting again. Taking
a deep breath and deciding to just say it already, Charlie looked at his brothers. This was the first time
he’d kept things from them.
“That ocelot female has been all I’ve been thinking about for days.” He looked between Bram
and Ford. It seemed Ford now had his full attention on Charlie.
“What do you mean you’ve been thinking about her?” Ford turned the television off, and
silence descended in the living room. Bram was already looking at him with interest on his face.
Charlie supposed he should just spit it out. Damn, why in the hell was this so hard? He was a
grown-ass male, and this was his family.
“You got it bad for this girl?” Bram asked.
“It’s like my bear wants to take over and claim her.” He leaned forward and placed his
forearms on his thighs. “I have never wanted to take a mate. You both know that better than anyone,
but shit.” He exhaled and ran his hand through his hair. He gripped the short hair at the base of his
neck and tugged on the strands. “I knew there was something different about her as soon as I saw her
in the bar. The scent of her, the way she fucking looked. She drove me crazy, and I hadn’t even said
one word to her. Then I had her under me, and my bear clawed to take control.” He looked between his
brothers, and saw their intense, but shocked expressions. Yeah, he supposed this whole conversation
was shocking given the way he’d acted before. “Then the fucking condom broke. I freaked, which in
turn caused her to freak. So, I took her back to her car and haven’t seen her since, but dammit I’ve
thought about her every fucking day, and it scares the shit out of me.”
For several long seconds his brothers didn’t say anything. The silence was deafening, and for
the first time in his life he felt vulnerable for revealing how he felt. Charlie had always been the one to
hold how he felt inside. He didn’t share all that shit, and kept his hard, armor-like exterior firmly in
place. He liked his solitude, living alone, and didn’t want to have to worry about a female. But then
there was February Felina, and all his preconceived notions on how he planned on living his life
vanished.
“Well shit, man.” Ford chuckled, but there was no humor behind it. “The condom broke?” He
nodded. “She wasn’t fertile, right?” There was a bit of a strain in Ford’s voice.
“Nah, but I’ll be honest, I don’t know if I would have been able to stay away even if she was.”
That was the first time he had spoken those words out loud. It was hard not to when he knew he had
come inside of her, and if she had been fertile she could be carrying his child. Yeah, that was a slap of
reality right in his face.
“The human side of you wants to mate with this chick, and so does your bear. Charlie, dude,
you’ve found ‘the one’.” Although this was how he felt, and the conclusion he had come to, whether
he wanted to embrace it or not, it was crazy hearing Ford say it.
“Damn,
“What’s going on?” Ford said and brought his beer to his lips. He turned and looked at them,
and one of his brows cocked up in question. Charlie scrubbed a hand over his face and exhaled. Did he
really want to get into this with his brothers, tell them about this girl that he’d only spent a few hours
with one night in his bed? They would surely think he was an insane asshole, because how many times
had he told them he would never claim a female? He liked one thing from them, and that was the
momentary oblivion that being buried in their bodies caused. Yeah, it was a douche-bag thing to say,
but he never claimed to be a knight riding in on a white horse.
“Dude, why are you clamming up right now?” Bram sounded confused, and Charlie couldn’t
blame him. He looked at his youngest brother and noticed the day old cut above his right eye, and the
fading bruise that covered his cheek. Looked like Bram was at his bare-knuckle fighting again. Taking
a deep breath and deciding to just say it already, Charlie looked at his brothers. This was the first time
he’d kept things from them.
“That ocelot female has been all I’ve been thinking about for days.” He looked between Bram
and Ford. It seemed Ford now had his full attention on Charlie.
“What do you mean you’ve been thinking about her?” Ford turned the television off, and
silence descended in the living room. Bram was already looking at him with interest on his face.
Charlie supposed he should just spit it out. Damn, why in the hell was this so hard? He was a
grown-ass male, and this was his family.
“You got it bad for this girl?” Bram asked.
“It’s like my bear wants to take over and claim her.” He leaned forward and placed his
forearms on his thighs. “I have never wanted to take a mate. You both know that better than anyone,
but shit.” He exhaled and ran his hand through his hair. He gripped the short hair at the base of his
neck and tugged on the strands. “I knew there was something different about her as soon as I saw her
in the bar. The scent of her, the way she fucking looked. She drove me crazy, and I hadn’t even said
one word to her. Then I had her under me, and my bear clawed to take control.” He looked between his
brothers, and saw their intense, but shocked expressions. Yeah, he supposed this whole conversation
was shocking given the way he’d acted before. “Then the fucking condom broke. I freaked, which in
turn caused her to freak. So, I took her back to her car and haven’t seen her since, but dammit I’ve
thought about her every fucking day, and it scares the shit out of me.”
For several long seconds his brothers didn’t say anything. The silence was deafening, and for
the first time in his life he felt vulnerable for revealing how he felt. Charlie had always been the one to
hold how he felt inside. He didn’t share all that shit, and kept his hard, armor-like exterior firmly in
place. He liked his solitude, living alone, and didn’t want to have to worry about a female. But then
there was February Felina, and all his preconceived notions on how he planned on living his life
vanished.
“Well shit, man.” Ford chuckled, but there was no humor behind it. “The condom broke?” He
nodded. “She wasn’t fertile, right?” There was a bit of a strain in Ford’s voice.
“Nah, but I’ll be honest, I don’t know if I would have been able to stay away even if she was.”
That was the first time he had spoken those words out loud. It was hard not to when he knew he had
come inside of her, and if she had been fertile she could be carrying his child. Yeah, that was a slap of
reality right in his face.
“The human side of you wants to mate with this chick, and so does your bear. Charlie, dude,
you’ve found ‘the one’.” Although this was how he felt, and the conclusion he had come to, whether
he wanted to embrace it or not, it was crazy hearing Ford say it.
“Damn,
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