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he explored her lips, his tongue tracing their delicate curves before dipping between them and continuing the languid, soft motions. Cassie purred, letting her flat palms run over his chest and stomach and then reach behind him, grabbing his ass with way more forcefulness than she would have expected from herself. Connor broke the kiss and grabbed her hands, prying them off.
    “Nuh-uh, honey. You won’t rush me along. I have my plans with you and I won’t let you tamper with them,” he said, giving her that wry grin of his that could only spell trouble.
    “Plans? What plans?” she asked, but her questioning was cut short when Connor quickly and efficiently threw her over his shoulder and strode out of the kitchen like he’d bagged himself a pot of gold.
    She wanted to be mad at him, she really did. But for some reason, she was laughing her head off.
    “The hell do you think you’re taking me?” she asked, kicking her legs through bursts of giggles.
    “To the bedroom, obviously,” he said, striding down the hallway and trying one door after the next.
    His hand had already locked around the knob leading to Monroe’s room when Cassie realized where he was heading.
    “No! Not that one! The last one at the end!” she yelped, and mercifully he let go of the knob and turned to walk toward the door she’d called out.
    He practically barged through the door and threw her down on her back on the bed from the doorway. Before she could draw a surprised breath, he was on her, kissing a trail down her neck and cleavage slowly, trapping her underneath him.
    “So. This is where Miss Cassie Campton sleeps, hmm?” he said, pausing for a moment.
    “You know my last name?” Cassie queried, surprised.
    “I did my digging,” he noted casually, falling on his side next to her on her soft, but worn sheets.
    “And what did you find? Any skeletons I should know about? Perhaps I stole someone’s lollipop in kindergarten and that’s why a bunch of men in black came to kill me?”
    “Naw, I don’t know nothing about that,” Connor said, chuckling. “Though you do seem like a troublemaker, now that I think about it.”
    “Oh yeah? How come?”
    “Well, I saw your Facebook page. You were a wild thing in college, weren’t you?”
    Connor ducked out of the path of the pillow she’d thrown at him and caught it mid-flight, flinging it back at her easily.
    “Shooting the messenger, honey. That’s no way to treat your visitors.”
    “And I bet you know all about how I should treat my guests, hmm?”
    “I could make an educated guess,” Connor offered.
    “Okay, so you know my name. And you’ve seen my social media which essentially means you know everything there is to know.” She could see he was about to say something, but she shushed him with a raised hand. “So I think that’s unfair. I don’t know anything about you, Connor.”
    “What do you want to know?” he asked, settling in comfortably on her bed, sprawling out like he was going to stay there from now until the end of his patience.
    “Is Connor your real name?” she asked, popping off the first thing in her long, long list of things she’d been dying to ask about the father of her baby boy.
    It was right up there with “ Any family history of mental illness? What’s the rate of cancer in your bloodline? Can I expect my son to start turning into a bear cub at random times? ” You know, the little things.
    The irony of it all was overwhelming. Sitting in her bedroom with the father of her child, trying to figure out if his name was actually his name and wondering how long it was going to take him to fess up that he was a werebear.
    “It is. Connor McLaughlin,” he said.
    “McLaughlin? Irish?”
    “Scottish, actually. And you won’t be able to find me on Facebook.”
    “Ah, an Instagram kind of guy, huh,” Cassie teased, getting a look from him that could have been amusement as well as a burning desire to fuck her senseless.
    For some reason, she