Boarlander Beast Boar (Boarlander Bears Book 4) by T. S. Joyce

Author:T. S. Joyce [Joyce, T. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wicked Willow Press
Published: 2016-03-14T16:00:00+00:00

Meet Robbie tonight at Sammy’s, 9:00

“Crap,” she muttered. She’d been so caught up in everything here, she’d completely forgotten about her meeting with McFartFace. Irritated, she scribbled devil horns on Robbie’s name while she tried to work through who she would shoot for January. Everyone on her list was all the ones who had agreed to be in the calendar. Everyone else was a hard no. And she couldn’t split up the Beck brothers or they would bow out of the project. Theirs was going to be a music shoot with their guitars. Still shirtless and sexy, but their fans would be ravenous for a spread of both of them together.

“Hey,” Mason murmured right beside her ear.

“Aaah!” Beck yelped, jumping nearly out of her skin.

Mason backed away, barely saving the trio of coffees in his hands from spilling, a big old grin on his face. On his beautiful, shaven face.

“Mother of pearl,” she murmured as she dragged her gaze along his clean-shaven jawline. Dark eyes said his animal was content, a straight, strong nose, sensual lips lifted in a smile, and his chiseled jawline belonged on a model. And the deeper his smile grew, the deeper two sexpot dimples became.

“Beck.”

She wanted to swim in those dimples. She wanted to dive into them and backstroke around in them, then snuggle up and take a nap and wake up and squish her cheek against the sides of her dimple bed…

“Beck?” Mason said again, looking concerned now. “Are you okay?”

Will you marry me? Stop it. Breathe and stop being weird. He looks worried. Say something smart. “I saw Clinton’s dick.” Freaking perfect.

Mason’s dark eyebrows lifted slightly. “Everyone has seen Clinton’s dick. He’s real proud of it.”

“Mine’s bigger,” Bash called from where Drea was positioning him against a tree.

“Y-your ummm,” Beck stammered, gesturing to Mason’s perfect jawline and lips. “Your face is my favorite.”

“It’s my favorite, too,” Bash chimed in.

The worry in Mason’s eyes morphed to amusement, and was that a blush in his cheeks? “I roughed up your face last night and felt bad. Figured I’d shave for you so you don’t have to flinch away when we’re kissing.”

So he planned on more kissing! Eeeee! Beck cleared her throat coolly and murmured, “I really appreciate it. I loved you bearded, but this…” She lifted her fingertips to his face, hesitated for a moment, then brushed a light touch down his cheek. “This is a good surprise.”

Mason pressed her hand against against his jaw, nuzzled her palm, then laid a soft kiss on her wrist. “I brought coffee. Figured you could use it after all the not-sleeping we did last night.”

She giggled, deliriously happy now that her mate was here. Her mate. God, she couldn’t believe this was happening. “Three coffees?”

“One for me and you, and one for the photographer willing to put up with the shit she’s gonna have to deal with today. I hope you’re paying her well.”

“I am. Cora Keller hired her with the budget from donations that have been pouring into her site.

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