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fresh smell of tropical plants surrounded her. They were farther from the ocean here, far from the crowds, and it felt secluded and almost sacred.
“Did you come here as a kid?” she asked.
“Not exactly,” he replied. “I sort of changed our plans, but I thought this would work well.” He led her around the side of the house, which was large and built into an L shape. It was white with white trim, and in the backyard there was a huge square pool with glistening, pale-blue water framed with beautiful tiles. Also, a Jacuzzi stood not far away.
But the garden behind the house intrigued her most. She looked toward it, and he nodded. Her bear had been pacing inside her ever since he’d mentioned letting it out as a possibility, and now something inside her was growling fiercely to be free, even for a moment.
Free from the pretty, comfortable silks she wore. Free from the politeness. Free from the Mara who acted like everything was fine, because it didn’t matter if she told them things weren’t fine.
Even when she’d met Leah and reunited with her cousin Kim, she’d acted like she was just hoping to paint. She hadn’t told them anything about the stalker. It was too painful to risk someone saying she was taking it too seriously. Making too much of it.
Perhaps, though, she shouldn’t have thought most people would react like the cops did. But if the cops didn’t protect her, then who would?
Scott, it seemed.
“Do you like it?” he asked.
“Sure,” she said. “Are you sure it’s okay we’re here?”
“I know the owner,” he said. “I have permission to use it.”
“Damn, I didn’t know such pretty houses existed here. All I see is hotels and resorts.”
“The houses are spendy, but they do exist.”
“So who lives here?” she asked, eyeing the house again and the sparkling pool.
“Someone who likes their privacy,” he said cryptically.
“Okay,” she said. “Should I just shift, then? I warn you, it’s been a while since I’m a city bear, and I might not be able to stay in bear form long.”
“It’s fine,” he said. “I don’t mind seeing you naked.”
She blushed and laughed. When shifters shifted back, they were naked, having either taken off or torn off all their clothes. “Look away,” she said.
“Aw, man,” he joked, but he turned.
“Or you don’t have to,” she said. She liked the way he looked at her body. His open admiration was such a refreshing change from the way she’d felt stalked and pursued the past few years.
He turned around immediately, hands in his suit pockets, blue eyes bright with lust as she started to unbutton her silk blouse. When she slowly shrugged out of her shirt, leaving her only in a tight blue tank top and skirt, he let out a low growl that aroused her all the way down to her toes.
Male attention could be amazing when it wasn’t scary.
She stripped off the tank top and stood before him in her bra. “Can you help me?” she asked.
She knew she could undo her own bra, but she wanted to feel the light brush of his fingers against her skin. She’d never been this attracted to a man before, and that had been before he offered to protect her from the nightmare that had been plaguing her.
He strode over, and she loved his clean, masculine scent. Spicy, high-end cologne and sharp, fresh male. She could feel the heat of his tall, muscled body as he slowly flicked open the hook closure and let the bra fall away. He took a step back as she turned toward him, pulling off her skirt and staying only in her underwear. A pair of black lacy panties.
He swallowed, staring intensely at her, like he was trying to devour her with his eyes.
Then she slid off her underwear and focused on transforming. She was a peaceful creature and had an easier time transforming when she was calm, unlike some who were better at transforming under pressure. She focused on her bear and hummed as she tried to picture the places her bear liked. The woods behind her
“Did you come here as a kid?” she asked.
“Not exactly,” he replied. “I sort of changed our plans, but I thought this would work well.” He led her around the side of the house, which was large and built into an L shape. It was white with white trim, and in the backyard there was a huge square pool with glistening, pale-blue water framed with beautiful tiles. Also, a Jacuzzi stood not far away.
But the garden behind the house intrigued her most. She looked toward it, and he nodded. Her bear had been pacing inside her ever since he’d mentioned letting it out as a possibility, and now something inside her was growling fiercely to be free, even for a moment.
Free from the pretty, comfortable silks she wore. Free from the politeness. Free from the Mara who acted like everything was fine, because it didn’t matter if she told them things weren’t fine.
Even when she’d met Leah and reunited with her cousin Kim, she’d acted like she was just hoping to paint. She hadn’t told them anything about the stalker. It was too painful to risk someone saying she was taking it too seriously. Making too much of it.
Perhaps, though, she shouldn’t have thought most people would react like the cops did. But if the cops didn’t protect her, then who would?
Scott, it seemed.
“Do you like it?” he asked.
“Sure,” she said. “Are you sure it’s okay we’re here?”
“I know the owner,” he said. “I have permission to use it.”
“Damn, I didn’t know such pretty houses existed here. All I see is hotels and resorts.”
“The houses are spendy, but they do exist.”
“So who lives here?” she asked, eyeing the house again and the sparkling pool.
“Someone who likes their privacy,” he said cryptically.
“Okay,” she said. “Should I just shift, then? I warn you, it’s been a while since I’m a city bear, and I might not be able to stay in bear form long.”
“It’s fine,” he said. “I don’t mind seeing you naked.”
She blushed and laughed. When shifters shifted back, they were naked, having either taken off or torn off all their clothes. “Look away,” she said.
“Aw, man,” he joked, but he turned.
“Or you don’t have to,” she said. She liked the way he looked at her body. His open admiration was such a refreshing change from the way she’d felt stalked and pursued the past few years.
He turned around immediately, hands in his suit pockets, blue eyes bright with lust as she started to unbutton her silk blouse. When she slowly shrugged out of her shirt, leaving her only in a tight blue tank top and skirt, he let out a low growl that aroused her all the way down to her toes.
Male attention could be amazing when it wasn’t scary.
She stripped off the tank top and stood before him in her bra. “Can you help me?” she asked.
She knew she could undo her own bra, but she wanted to feel the light brush of his fingers against her skin. She’d never been this attracted to a man before, and that had been before he offered to protect her from the nightmare that had been plaguing her.
He strode over, and she loved his clean, masculine scent. Spicy, high-end cologne and sharp, fresh male. She could feel the heat of his tall, muscled body as he slowly flicked open the hook closure and let the bra fall away. He took a step back as she turned toward him, pulling off her skirt and staying only in her underwear. A pair of black lacy panties.
He swallowed, staring intensely at her, like he was trying to devour her with his eyes.
Then she slid off her underwear and focused on transforming. She was a peaceful creature and had an easier time transforming when she was calm, unlike some who were better at transforming under pressure. She focused on her bear and hummed as she tried to picture the places her bear liked. The woods behind her
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