absurd idea. Why
settle for that when she had the real thing waiting about fifty feet
from the bathroom?
Instead,
she hurried and rinsed her body and hair. She was starving and the
way out of here led to the breakfast she so desperately needed. She
stepped from the shower and quickly dried off. For a split second
reality tried to creep in. This hot little domestic scene she’d
cooked up between the three of them would flame out just as soon as
the snowstorm died down. Her thoughts pushed at her conscious as she
moved into the bedroom and pulled on a pair of jeans and a sweater.
She
tried to force out the nagging doubts about her future with little
success. Her brothers’ words about her lack of a mate and
family still rung in her ears. It didn’t seem to matter to them
that she’d rarely thought about those things for herself. She
loved her job and she was damn good at it. That alone kept her more
than busy enough for two people.
Funny
how things changed in the blink of an eye. All through the night when
the three of them rested between bouts of lovemaking there had been a
lot of talk about all of their lives. Seth and Trent seemed to love
their job in search and rescue as much as she enjoyed hers. She’d
been informed the feline shifter clan in this area was currently
dealing with a lot of internal political drama in regards to their
council and Guardians. If Seth or Trent were a part of that, she’d
have to get as far away as she could and soon.
They
would not take kindly to a jaguar getting serious with two of their
own. She’d heard many of the rumors about the local clans and
their rigid rules against cross species mating. The thought brought
on a crushing pain in her chest. Daisy sat on the bed and put her
head in her hands. This wasn’t what she’d planned for her
day. Feeling sorry for herself would get her exactly nowhere. She
straightened her spine and stood, holding her head high. If things
were meant to be more than a one-night fling, then fate would have to
step in and show her a sign.
Daisy
walked out of the bedroom and made a beeline for the kitchen. She
always thought smarter after a cup of coffee and some food. She could
hear Trent and Seth talking in hushed tones and immediately she went
on alert. What were they up to?
Moments
before she walked around the corner to the kitchen she heard Seth say
her name. Daisy paused, a bad feeling slipping over her. Instead of
interrupting the conversation, she peeked around the corner to see
what they were doing.
Trent
brushed the hair from his eyes and asked, “Do you have any idea
what a cougar and jaguar mating would mean?”
“ Yes,
I’m perfectly aware of the complications. However, tell me this
brother. Are you willing to walk away from her to prevent them?”
“ It’s
too complicated. And dangerous.”
A
sharp pain stabbed Daisy in the chest. Just as she’d feared,
they really didn’t want her for a mate. Apparently, a jaguar
was good enough to fuck but not good enough to mate. Not that it was
the first time she’d heard those words. Some of the shifters
she’d come in contact with in the swamps shared a similar
opinion about her rare species. Their pure blood crap made her nuts.
She
couldn’t listen to another word. To walk in the room now and
hear their rejection would kill her. She snuck back into the bedroom,
took one look at the rumpled bed, and knew she had to go. Before she
burst into tears and fell at their feet, begging them to keep her she
had to get as far away from here as possible.
By
now, they would have noticed the shower had turned off and in a few
minutes would come looking for her. Daisy grabbed a thick pair of
socks from her duffel and crept toward the front door. With special
attention to making as little noise as possible, she shoved her feet
into the new snow boots she’d purchased online and then lifted
her coat from the rack behind the door.
She
only needed a short head start and she’d disappear into
settle for that when she had the real thing waiting about fifty feet
from the bathroom?
Instead,
she hurried and rinsed her body and hair. She was starving and the
way out of here led to the breakfast she so desperately needed. She
stepped from the shower and quickly dried off. For a split second
reality tried to creep in. This hot little domestic scene she’d
cooked up between the three of them would flame out just as soon as
the snowstorm died down. Her thoughts pushed at her conscious as she
moved into the bedroom and pulled on a pair of jeans and a sweater.
She
tried to force out the nagging doubts about her future with little
success. Her brothers’ words about her lack of a mate and
family still rung in her ears. It didn’t seem to matter to them
that she’d rarely thought about those things for herself. She
loved her job and she was damn good at it. That alone kept her more
than busy enough for two people.
Funny
how things changed in the blink of an eye. All through the night when
the three of them rested between bouts of lovemaking there had been a
lot of talk about all of their lives. Seth and Trent seemed to love
their job in search and rescue as much as she enjoyed hers. She’d
been informed the feline shifter clan in this area was currently
dealing with a lot of internal political drama in regards to their
council and Guardians. If Seth or Trent were a part of that, she’d
have to get as far away as she could and soon.
They
would not take kindly to a jaguar getting serious with two of their
own. She’d heard many of the rumors about the local clans and
their rigid rules against cross species mating. The thought brought
on a crushing pain in her chest. Daisy sat on the bed and put her
head in her hands. This wasn’t what she’d planned for her
day. Feeling sorry for herself would get her exactly nowhere. She
straightened her spine and stood, holding her head high. If things
were meant to be more than a one-night fling, then fate would have to
step in and show her a sign.
Daisy
walked out of the bedroom and made a beeline for the kitchen. She
always thought smarter after a cup of coffee and some food. She could
hear Trent and Seth talking in hushed tones and immediately she went
on alert. What were they up to?
Moments
before she walked around the corner to the kitchen she heard Seth say
her name. Daisy paused, a bad feeling slipping over her. Instead of
interrupting the conversation, she peeked around the corner to see
what they were doing.
Trent
brushed the hair from his eyes and asked, “Do you have any idea
what a cougar and jaguar mating would mean?”
“ Yes,
I’m perfectly aware of the complications. However, tell me this
brother. Are you willing to walk away from her to prevent them?”
“ It’s
too complicated. And dangerous.”
A
sharp pain stabbed Daisy in the chest. Just as she’d feared,
they really didn’t want her for a mate. Apparently, a jaguar
was good enough to fuck but not good enough to mate. Not that it was
the first time she’d heard those words. Some of the shifters
she’d come in contact with in the swamps shared a similar
opinion about her rare species. Their pure blood crap made her nuts.
She
couldn’t listen to another word. To walk in the room now and
hear their rejection would kill her. She snuck back into the bedroom,
took one look at the rumpled bed, and knew she had to go. Before she
burst into tears and fell at their feet, begging them to keep her she
had to get as far away from here as possible.
By
now, they would have noticed the shower had turned off and in a few
minutes would come looking for her. Daisy grabbed a thick pair of
socks from her duffel and crept toward the front door. With special
attention to making as little noise as possible, she shoved her feet
into the new snow boots she’d purchased online and then lifted
her coat from the rack behind the door.
She
only needed a short head start and she’d disappear into
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