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Lady , he thought irritably, if you keep looking at me like that we're both going to have something to regret about tonight. You are so close to having my cock shoved up your tight little pussy right now....
Fortunately for both of them, Julie returned at that moment. “Bath time!” she announced when she reentered the room. “Charlie, you take Etienne and Dax upstairs and help them."
Reluctantly, Dante eased his hold on Shilo. As torturous as it was, it was still better than nothing.
It was going to be a long, long miserable night, he thought wryly as he stood up and took his leave.
Shilo would never have believed she'd feel so abandoned when Dante left but there was no getting around the fact that she did. As short as their acquaintance was, and despite the fact that she'd lived alone so long she shouldn't have felt the least bit clingy, being left in a house full of complete strangers totally unnerved her. It didn't help that they were also lycan, but she was pretty sure she would've been panic-stricken anyway. She hadn't considered, she thought wryly, how unaccustomed she was to being around a lot of people in this sort of situation—mostly because she never had been. Julie seemed nice enough, friendly, but she was a lycan female and that was almost more unnerving than being around the males.
That and the children.
Except when she'd been a child herself, she'd never been around children at all ... not cooped up with them except in a train or bus—whatever method of public transportation she had used when she'd been on the run ... literally. To all intents and purposes, she would always be on the run, she knew, but she hadn't been in constant flight for years now, not since she'd bought the little farm miles from any kind of civilization to hide away from the world.
She thought she would've found it disconcerting if they'd been human children, but these weren't.
"They like your scent,” Julie said by way of explanation for the way the children were climbing all over her now that Dante had left and was no longer there to reprimand them. “They're just familiarizing themselves with you."
Shilo pasted a smile on her lips, struggling to keep her panic at bay. “They're so cute,” she managed. “Are they all yours?"
Julie chuckled. “Only Felicity and Charlie. Etienne and Dax are orphans. And Johnnie and Davie belong to Shelly—one of my pack sisters. They're just visiting."
Shilo smiled again, searching her mind for conversation. “All boys ... except for little Felicity,” she commented.
Julie sent her a strange look. “Felicity's our little miracle baby. Lycans aren't exactly prone to having females to start with, and we almost always run into trouble even if we do manage to get pregnant with a female. Would you care for a drink? I have alcohol!"
Shilo smiled more easily at the playful way Julie announced drinks, as if it was contraband. She was about to decline. She didn't drink alcohol for obvious reasons—it made the lips flap and she couldn't afford that. And she certainly had no interest in drinking alone, particularly when loneliness ate at her a lot of the time. There was no surer way of becoming an alcoholic than to decide to drown her troubles.
"You look like you could use something to help you relax,” Julie added.
"I guess I could,” Shilo admitted wryly. “Go easy on me, though. I'm a cheap drunk."
Julie chuckled. “Good thing! The guys wiped me out of beer the last time they were here. I've got the fixings for mixed drinks, though. Screw driver ok?"
Shilo nodded instead of telling her she didn't know what a screw driver was. If it would settle her nerves, though, maybe, just this once, she'd take two.
Chapter Seven
The moment Dante returned to the house, he headed for his office and shut the door, a clear signal to the others that he didn't want to be disturbed. Settling at his computer, he opened his browser
Fortunately for both of them, Julie returned at that moment. “Bath time!” she announced when she reentered the room. “Charlie, you take Etienne and Dax upstairs and help them."
Reluctantly, Dante eased his hold on Shilo. As torturous as it was, it was still better than nothing.
It was going to be a long, long miserable night, he thought wryly as he stood up and took his leave.
Shilo would never have believed she'd feel so abandoned when Dante left but there was no getting around the fact that she did. As short as their acquaintance was, and despite the fact that she'd lived alone so long she shouldn't have felt the least bit clingy, being left in a house full of complete strangers totally unnerved her. It didn't help that they were also lycan, but she was pretty sure she would've been panic-stricken anyway. She hadn't considered, she thought wryly, how unaccustomed she was to being around a lot of people in this sort of situation—mostly because she never had been. Julie seemed nice enough, friendly, but she was a lycan female and that was almost more unnerving than being around the males.
That and the children.
Except when she'd been a child herself, she'd never been around children at all ... not cooped up with them except in a train or bus—whatever method of public transportation she had used when she'd been on the run ... literally. To all intents and purposes, she would always be on the run, she knew, but she hadn't been in constant flight for years now, not since she'd bought the little farm miles from any kind of civilization to hide away from the world.
She thought she would've found it disconcerting if they'd been human children, but these weren't.
"They like your scent,” Julie said by way of explanation for the way the children were climbing all over her now that Dante had left and was no longer there to reprimand them. “They're just familiarizing themselves with you."
Shilo pasted a smile on her lips, struggling to keep her panic at bay. “They're so cute,” she managed. “Are they all yours?"
Julie chuckled. “Only Felicity and Charlie. Etienne and Dax are orphans. And Johnnie and Davie belong to Shelly—one of my pack sisters. They're just visiting."
Shilo smiled again, searching her mind for conversation. “All boys ... except for little Felicity,” she commented.
Julie sent her a strange look. “Felicity's our little miracle baby. Lycans aren't exactly prone to having females to start with, and we almost always run into trouble even if we do manage to get pregnant with a female. Would you care for a drink? I have alcohol!"
Shilo smiled more easily at the playful way Julie announced drinks, as if it was contraband. She was about to decline. She didn't drink alcohol for obvious reasons—it made the lips flap and she couldn't afford that. And she certainly had no interest in drinking alone, particularly when loneliness ate at her a lot of the time. There was no surer way of becoming an alcoholic than to decide to drown her troubles.
"You look like you could use something to help you relax,” Julie added.
"I guess I could,” Shilo admitted wryly. “Go easy on me, though. I'm a cheap drunk."
Julie chuckled. “Good thing! The guys wiped me out of beer the last time they were here. I've got the fixings for mixed drinks, though. Screw driver ok?"
Shilo nodded instead of telling her she didn't know what a screw driver was. If it would settle her nerves, though, maybe, just this once, she'd take two.
Erotica/Romance. 74621 words long.
Chapter Seven
The moment Dante returned to the house, he headed for his office and shut the door, a clear signal to the others that he didn't want to be disturbed. Settling at his computer, he opened his browser
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