Barely Bear by Elsa Jade

Author:Elsa Jade [Jade, Elsa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Bear shifter and witch paranormal romance
Publisher: Red Circle Ink
Published: 2018-09-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

She woke alone in the cabin’s small bedroom. Maybe the whole thing had been a dream…

Lolling her head to one side, she inhaled the scent of pine and sunlight and river water. And Thor.

Magic didn’t actually make dreams come true, but damn if it hadn’t seemed like it last night.

She stretched, and her muscles pinged back with mild complaints. Everything had been more than she’d known. So much for not innocent.

But at least last night’s marathon meant she didn’t need pushups and crunches this morning. The real ache was lower down, hidden. She wasn’t sure when she’d get to use those muscles again…

Shaking off the glum thought, she rose and dressed in clothes still slightly damp from the night before then fluffed at her hair futilely. What had happened to her sleek bob? The combination of desert dust and lake water and wild lovemaking had unearthed heretofore unknown curls and she had no idea what to do with them.

Cracking the bedroom door, she peered out into the quiet cabin. No Thor. Well, she couldn’t do a walk of shame all the way back to town. The living area was empty, but on the kitchen table, the love spell rose still bloomed. And next to it was a mug and a stainless steel coffee press—contents still warm, blessed be—and some sort of homemade breakfast bar chunked with nuts and pieces of dried fruit. Cranberries, she guessed. She scooped up the goods and headed out the breezeway.

After a quick stop at the bathroom, she continued on around the house. The cabin was such a cool, quiet den she hadn’t realized it was already midmorning. Sunlight sparkled on the lake, turning last night’s mysterious midnight blue spangled with stars into a brilliant mirror of the sky reflecting a million tiny suns on each ripple.

Against that brilliance, Thor was a dark shape on the dock.

He stood straight, hands clasped loosely at his back, staring out at the water. Her steps—already slow from balancing all her weight on one crutch and her breakfast burden in her free hand—faltered.

Was he avoiding her? Did he regret their night together? Was he thinking of escaping via a swim of shame?

He glanced over his shoulder and instantly pivoted to hasten toward her. “You’re awake,” he said, stating the obvious with no welcoming smile but his dark eyes intense, searching.

Yeah, awkward. “Not until I’ve had this coffee,” she said, angling away from him when he reached out to take her juggled items. “Coffee, mine. The rose is yours.”

His hand hovered over the flask. “I forgot.”

She tilted her head. How could he forget the reason they’d been up here on the mesa?

“Take it,” she urged.

After a hesitation long enough that she almost repeated her command, he reached out and took everything from her. “Come sit down and wake up with your coffee. We’ll head into town when you’re done.”

She followed him the short length of the dock to the rail seat at the end. The slanting morning sunlight warmed half her face but the side in shadow was still cool.

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