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Authors: Renee George
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“I packed a clean one in the diaper bag.”
“And nipple pads, I hope.”
“Being a mother has its perks and its drawbacks,” she said. Babe went with her into the other room, leaving Billy Bob and me alone.
“You holding up?” he asked, careful to keep to his side of the island.
I nodded. Why had he kissed me earlier? Had he felt sorry for me? Remembering his hands kneading my back, his lips seeking mine, his tongue exploring my tonsils, I knew the passion hadn’t been one sided. “Should we talk about what happened?”
“Not now,” he said.
Well, motherfuck ! Seriously? “Cool,” I said. “Actually, we don’t ever have to talk about it. Let’s pretend like it never happened. As a matter of fact…” I shook my head. “…I just scrubbed it from my brain. We’re good.”
“Chavvah.” He made my name sound like a warning.
Sunny and Babe came back into the kitchen and saved me from more humiliation.
“Can you guys take me home?” I glanced at the now glowering Billy Bob. “We need to get the restaurant figured out, or we need to ask Blondina to cover the food for the council meeting. Either way, there is a lot to do.” I didn’t add that I desperately wanted to get out of sight of a certain asshole werewolf who kept sending me mixed signals.
Billy Bob interceded. “I think you should stay here, Chavvah.”
“Not happening, Doc.” I sounded terse and emotional. Why wouldn’t he just let me have what was left of my tattered dignity?
“At least, let me examine your back before you go. A few of those cuts were pretty deep.”
“You were hurt?” Babe said with a pinch of alarm. “Doctor Smith didn’t say that you were attacked.” It was my younger brother’s turn to glower.
“I threw myself out of the guest bedroom window last night.” And I didn’t want to fucking talk about it. “It’s a long story. I’ll explain later. Right now, I want to go.” For emphasis, I added, “Please.”
Sunny took me by the arm, her hand just above the scar on my elbow. “Give me some of that famous salve of yours, Billy Bob. I’ll get Chavvah taken care of when we get back to the cabin.”
“No,” he said. “I’ll examine her before she goes.”
“You’re not the boss of me,” I told him as if we were five-year-olds.
“I am your doctor. The laceration in your lower back needs a second look. I want to make sure it’s healing well before you go.”
He knew I was a shifter and that I would heal better than any human with a cut. I looked at his face and gauged his stubborn expression. Damn it. He wasn’t going to take “no” for an answer, but I’d be damned if I gave him a “yes.” I didn’t want to be alone with him right now.
“Chavvie, just let him take a look.”
“Fine,” I huffed. I yanked my shirt over my head and turned my back to Billy Bob. I was wearing a bra, but Babe still turned around to face the living room. Sunny walked around the backside of me to see how bad I’d been injured.
“It looks decent,” she said brightly. “Already scabbing up.”
I didn’t wait for the doc’s verdict. I grabbed my shirt off the center island. “Let’s get on out of here.”
“Thank you, Billy Bob,” I heard Sunny say when I was halfway to the front door. “I appreciate you taking such good care of Chav last night.” I glanced back in time to see her go up on her tip-toes and kiss his cheek. She said something too quietly for me to hear, but he gave her a quick nod then went back into the kitchen and out of sight.
Chapter 5
“ I really don’t know what more I can tell you, Sheriff.” I let out a frustrated sigh. It was a bit after nine in the morning, and I’d felt as if I’d been there for decades. “Other than his fight with Mike Wares, nothing suspicious happened.” Sheriff Taylor had called me shortly after Sunny, Babe, and I got back to their cabin around six a.m. After he’d insisted that I come down to give a statement, I showered while Sunny
“And nipple pads, I hope.”
“Being a mother has its perks and its drawbacks,” she said. Babe went with her into the other room, leaving Billy Bob and me alone.
“You holding up?” he asked, careful to keep to his side of the island.
I nodded. Why had he kissed me earlier? Had he felt sorry for me? Remembering his hands kneading my back, his lips seeking mine, his tongue exploring my tonsils, I knew the passion hadn’t been one sided. “Should we talk about what happened?”
“Not now,” he said.
Well, motherfuck ! Seriously? “Cool,” I said. “Actually, we don’t ever have to talk about it. Let’s pretend like it never happened. As a matter of fact…” I shook my head. “…I just scrubbed it from my brain. We’re good.”
“Chavvah.” He made my name sound like a warning.
Sunny and Babe came back into the kitchen and saved me from more humiliation.
“Can you guys take me home?” I glanced at the now glowering Billy Bob. “We need to get the restaurant figured out, or we need to ask Blondina to cover the food for the council meeting. Either way, there is a lot to do.” I didn’t add that I desperately wanted to get out of sight of a certain asshole werewolf who kept sending me mixed signals.
Billy Bob interceded. “I think you should stay here, Chavvah.”
“Not happening, Doc.” I sounded terse and emotional. Why wouldn’t he just let me have what was left of my tattered dignity?
“At least, let me examine your back before you go. A few of those cuts were pretty deep.”
“You were hurt?” Babe said with a pinch of alarm. “Doctor Smith didn’t say that you were attacked.” It was my younger brother’s turn to glower.
“I threw myself out of the guest bedroom window last night.” And I didn’t want to fucking talk about it. “It’s a long story. I’ll explain later. Right now, I want to go.” For emphasis, I added, “Please.”
Sunny took me by the arm, her hand just above the scar on my elbow. “Give me some of that famous salve of yours, Billy Bob. I’ll get Chavvah taken care of when we get back to the cabin.”
“No,” he said. “I’ll examine her before she goes.”
“You’re not the boss of me,” I told him as if we were five-year-olds.
“I am your doctor. The laceration in your lower back needs a second look. I want to make sure it’s healing well before you go.”
He knew I was a shifter and that I would heal better than any human with a cut. I looked at his face and gauged his stubborn expression. Damn it. He wasn’t going to take “no” for an answer, but I’d be damned if I gave him a “yes.” I didn’t want to be alone with him right now.
“Chavvie, just let him take a look.”
“Fine,” I huffed. I yanked my shirt over my head and turned my back to Billy Bob. I was wearing a bra, but Babe still turned around to face the living room. Sunny walked around the backside of me to see how bad I’d been injured.
“It looks decent,” she said brightly. “Already scabbing up.”
I didn’t wait for the doc’s verdict. I grabbed my shirt off the center island. “Let’s get on out of here.”
“Thank you, Billy Bob,” I heard Sunny say when I was halfway to the front door. “I appreciate you taking such good care of Chav last night.” I glanced back in time to see her go up on her tip-toes and kiss his cheek. She said something too quietly for me to hear, but he gave her a quick nod then went back into the kitchen and out of sight.
Chapter 5
“ I really don’t know what more I can tell you, Sheriff.” I let out a frustrated sigh. It was a bit after nine in the morning, and I’d felt as if I’d been there for decades. “Other than his fight with Mike Wares, nothing suspicious happened.” Sheriff Taylor had called me shortly after Sunny, Babe, and I got back to their cabin around six a.m. After he’d insisted that I come down to give a statement, I showered while Sunny
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