What man didn’t enjoy a beautiful woman curled up in his lap, even if she did treat him like a scratching post every time she woke up?
I promise not to bite – unless you ask nicely.
The odds were incredibly stacked against a werewolf ever meeting his one-in-a-billion soul mate. There was no way Becker could have met his in the midst of an armed robbery. That kind of crap didn’t happen in the real world.
Why don’t we leave this pot on to simmer for a while?
She didn’t know why being near him made the beast inside her go away, and she didn’t care. She was Minka in his arms and a monster out of them. That was all that mattered to her.
He grinned. “Some guys like to work on cars or do woodworking. I search for beautiful women who might want to bite me.