Beary Sexy: A BBW Werebear Boxed Set by Bolryder Terry

Author:Bolryder, Terry [Bolryder, Terry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-08-22T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Riley’s wish wasn’t meant to be granted, because there had been quite a few men on the tourist bus the next day. However, the rest of the week had gone by just fine. More fun days working together, more hot nights doing…other things together.

And then things had gotten complicated.

It’d happened right after he’d left Leslie to open the bar and gone to get them coffee and muffins from the shop across the street. It was so easy to slip into little habits like that with her. Riley thought it was probably the closest thing to a relationship he’d ever had.

And then he’d walked into the bar, seen a tall, dark-haired man talking to Leslie, and nearly dropped the muffins.

He strode forward and set the muffins on the counter, shoving them toward Leslie as she leaned over the counter, smiling at the other man. Her smiles should be only for him. His inner bear was growling.

She sent him a sidelong glance and he remembered what she’d asked the other night.

He’d promised not to be so possessive.

No, he’d promised he’d try. That was different, right? He slid onto a stool beside the other man and cleared his throat.

The other man, who was tall in his own right but no match for Riley, looked down at him with a baffled glance. Then he did this weird thing where he tilted his head and a knowing smile spread across his face as he looked between him and Leslie.

The smile didn’t reach his eyes, and Riley didn’t like it one bit. Leslie didn’t seem to notice, continuing to chatter with the other man as if they had lots to catch up on.

“I brought you coffee,” Riley said, sliding it over to her.

She smiled warmly at him and lifted it to her lips. She took a sip and sighed. “Perfect, Riley. Thank you.”

He nodded and looked at the other guy. “And who are you?”

“Riley,” she exclaimed. “Don’t be rude.”

Riley shrugged. He’d agreed not to be possessive, not to be polite.

“Wait, you’re that guy from the chick flicks,” the guy said, snapping his fingers. He had dark-brown hair in shaggy waves and clearly thought he was God’s gift to women. He was buff in a way that said he spent too much time at the gym and too much time at the gym on his arms, and his face was orangey from fake tan.

Riley would know. He was lucky to have a naturally olive complexion.

“Yeah,” Riley answered sardonically, voice low. “I’m that guy from the movies.” He stood up and walked around the bar. “And I’m with Leslie.”

Her body tightened as he wrapped an arm around her waist and reached down to kiss her gently at the base of her neck, keeping his eyes on the other man as he did so.

The other man’s mouth turned up in a slight smirk, and his eyes darkened as he watched Riley.

Good, Riley thought. Get mad. And go away.

Then he felt himself shoved away.

“What’s wrong with you?” Leslie cried, shoving him back around the bar.

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