A Girl's Best Friend: An Erotic Shapeshifter Paranormal Romance by Connor Cara B

Author:Connor, Cara B. [Connor, Cara B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-10-05T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

He slept fitfully that night, and a week later Logan was out. It took a couple of days mulling the idea around in his head, but the more he thought about it, the stronger he felt about giving it a shot. What did he have to lose? He didn’t have the girl of his dreams now anyway; it couldn’t get much worse than that, really. But he knew that he had to go win her back now…

Finally he decided to do it. Logan called her up later on. He swallowed nervously, not knowing what to say, walking up the steps to her sad little duplex. She didn’t know he’d been the dog. But he had to fix where he messed up without any help. But what if she didn’t want him anymore after the way he had treated her in the past?

He felt guilty now that the roles were reversed and had a change of heart since he realized he judged her way too easily. Logan passed the swings in front of the large schoolyard right next to her small rental home, counting the missing panels that created those ragged, gaping holes to distract himself enough to keep himself from feeling like he was stuck in a horror movie.

He knocked on her door, and after a few seconds she opened it, looking a little stunned to see him there, but then she smiled, and he knew it would be alright. She grabbed his right hand and pulled him inside, shutting the door behind him.

“I’m sorry.” Logan said as he entered Pamela’s apartment. He hesitated a moment again, but then decided it was now or never, and stepped into the small duplex she was now living in.

“What’d you do, Logan?” she asked with a gleeful admiration.

“I just… well… yeah.”

He shook his head lightly, thought about what Thomas had explained. He wanted to tell her that he was the dog, but when he’d opened his mouth to mutter the words, something prohibited him to speak. Without a doubt it was Thomas’s magic still working on him. He grabbed at his throat as if to suggest that he was choking, swallowed a couple times just to make sure he’d still had his breath.

Pamela’s jaw dropped. She actually thought he was choking as well. He did gasp once before grabbing at his esophagus. By the time she’d reached him and started patting on his back, he was clearing his throat, gargling on his own phlegm if you will, and coming back to his senses. She asked him if he’d wanted a glass of water.

“I’m alright… but yeah, a glass of water will do fine,” he gasped, in between clearing out his throat.

He took a seat on the couch as he waited on the drink.

Pamela came back into the living room with a tall glass of ice water and a cheery look. Her beautiful eyes sparkled. Logan had never seen her so full of life and energy. She gently handed him the tall glass of ice water and took a seat beside him, and asked where he had been.

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