mind. “Maybe that’s what’s got us by the balls. Your pheromones are raw from the recent claiming. Perhaps that’s making it seem like you belong to me.”
“Josh,” she declared with emphasis, “is a pediatrician. Dr. Joshua Rice. The reason he’s not here is…complicated. A long story. And, I don’t ‘belong’ to anyone, stud. He doesn’t own me. And you don’t either. As for my pheromones, I’d like to point out to you that you have the same vibe wafting from your person that I do. The mating ritual goes both ways. So, before you go trying to analyze why it seems I’m ‘yours,’ keep in mind you are as much ‘mine’.”
He smiled. “Right. Sorry. It just seems like you’d be…all tied up in this Josh guy and not noticing me if you were truly mated to him. What’s making you take notice of another wolf?”
“I have no idea.” She shook as she spoke, the weight of this problem making her suddenly unstable. She reached for a chair and grabbed it with both hands from behind, spinning it to allow her to face Nathan. The added benefit was to put something between them.
She didn’t know if she was afraid of herself or him. She wanted—no, needed —to touch him as badly as she needed her next breath…as badly as she’d needed Josh this time yesterday, and still did. She also knew Nathan would feel the same urgency.
A chair will protect me from him, riiight…
“What do you want to do now?” Nathan stood, using his hands to grip the arms of the chair as he did so. “Is your…Josh, I mean, at work?”
“No.” She took a deep breath. “He’s in Alabama. And now that we don’t have to be in court today, that’s where I’m heading now.” She stepped back, releasing the chair. Two steps and she was plastered to the wall. She had to get out of here before she couldn’t control herself anymore.
“Alabama? How is that possible if you mated yesterday?”
“He had an emergency and I had to be in court. Trust me, it wasn’t easy.”
“I guess not.” He stepped toward her and pushed the rolling chair out of the way.
Samantha flattened herself on the wall as though it might permit her to molecularly squeeze through it with enough effort.
Nathan stalked toward her. When no more than inches separated them, he placed his hands on the wall on either side of her head and tipped his head. Instead of kissing her as she expected, or hoped for, or wished, or worried about—she had no idea which emotion won that struggle—he scented her. Sniffed her essence in deep.
A chill went down Samantha’s spine. She took slow shallow breaths to avoid inhaling too much of him. She was already overloaded with his powerful pull.
“Wow, that’s…intense. And not what I would have ever expected.” He stared at her, serious. “And the curious thing is I can scent both of you. If your Josh walked in this building right now, I would know it.” He paused. “I’m pretty sure I’m not gay, but…this is weird.”
Gay? That idea hadn’t occurred to her. All she had considered was two men claiming her, not each other. What if Josh and Nathan were mates too? “I’ve heard of threesomes forming.”
“Me too. But, I’m not into men. And I am most certainly into you.”
“Well, I am into men, as you put it, but not two of them at a time.” Samantha closed her eyes. This couldn’t be happening. The room was shrinking.
“Let’s go.” He stood back, grabbed his briefcase, and opened the door.
“Where?” She hadn’t moved yet.
“Alabama, I guess. You can explain more to me on the way.”
Alabama? Was he crazy? “You can’t…”
“Watch me.” He smiled, raised his eyebrows and nodded toward the hall. “The minutes are ticking.”
Samantha picked up her stuff, but she wasn’t done arguing with him. She followed him down the hall, onto the elevator, and into the parking garage. “You’re going to go with me?”
“Yes. There’s no way in hell I’m letting you go alone and
“Josh,” she declared with emphasis, “is a pediatrician. Dr. Joshua Rice. The reason he’s not here is…complicated. A long story. And, I don’t ‘belong’ to anyone, stud. He doesn’t own me. And you don’t either. As for my pheromones, I’d like to point out to you that you have the same vibe wafting from your person that I do. The mating ritual goes both ways. So, before you go trying to analyze why it seems I’m ‘yours,’ keep in mind you are as much ‘mine’.”
He smiled. “Right. Sorry. It just seems like you’d be…all tied up in this Josh guy and not noticing me if you were truly mated to him. What’s making you take notice of another wolf?”
“I have no idea.” She shook as she spoke, the weight of this problem making her suddenly unstable. She reached for a chair and grabbed it with both hands from behind, spinning it to allow her to face Nathan. The added benefit was to put something between them.
She didn’t know if she was afraid of herself or him. She wanted—no, needed —to touch him as badly as she needed her next breath…as badly as she’d needed Josh this time yesterday, and still did. She also knew Nathan would feel the same urgency.
A chair will protect me from him, riiight…
“What do you want to do now?” Nathan stood, using his hands to grip the arms of the chair as he did so. “Is your…Josh, I mean, at work?”
“No.” She took a deep breath. “He’s in Alabama. And now that we don’t have to be in court today, that’s where I’m heading now.” She stepped back, releasing the chair. Two steps and she was plastered to the wall. She had to get out of here before she couldn’t control herself anymore.
“Alabama? How is that possible if you mated yesterday?”
“He had an emergency and I had to be in court. Trust me, it wasn’t easy.”
“I guess not.” He stepped toward her and pushed the rolling chair out of the way.
Samantha flattened herself on the wall as though it might permit her to molecularly squeeze through it with enough effort.
Nathan stalked toward her. When no more than inches separated them, he placed his hands on the wall on either side of her head and tipped his head. Instead of kissing her as she expected, or hoped for, or wished, or worried about—she had no idea which emotion won that struggle—he scented her. Sniffed her essence in deep.
A chill went down Samantha’s spine. She took slow shallow breaths to avoid inhaling too much of him. She was already overloaded with his powerful pull.
“Wow, that’s…intense. And not what I would have ever expected.” He stared at her, serious. “And the curious thing is I can scent both of you. If your Josh walked in this building right now, I would know it.” He paused. “I’m pretty sure I’m not gay, but…this is weird.”
Gay? That idea hadn’t occurred to her. All she had considered was two men claiming her, not each other. What if Josh and Nathan were mates too? “I’ve heard of threesomes forming.”
“Me too. But, I’m not into men. And I am most certainly into you.”
“Well, I am into men, as you put it, but not two of them at a time.” Samantha closed her eyes. This couldn’t be happening. The room was shrinking.
“Let’s go.” He stood back, grabbed his briefcase, and opened the door.
“Where?” She hadn’t moved yet.
“Alabama, I guess. You can explain more to me on the way.”
Alabama? Was he crazy? “You can’t…”
“Watch me.” He smiled, raised his eyebrows and nodded toward the hall. “The minutes are ticking.”
Samantha picked up her stuff, but she wasn’t done arguing with him. She followed him down the hall, onto the elevator, and into the parking garage. “You’re going to go with me?”
“Yes. There’s no way in hell I’m letting you go alone and
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