Bunny Misfit (The Misfits Book 3) by Eve Langlais

Author:Eve Langlais [Langlais, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eve Langlais
Published: 2019-04-16T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Since Derek wasn’t allowed to bring anyone to work with him, I got to hide in the back of his truck. Under a tarp. Which smelled of oil. Ew.

I’d much rather be smelling Derek. The man oozed yumminess, and it had nothing to do with sugar and chocolate but everything to do with desire.

He’d made me come. Hard. On his fingers. He’d left a good-sized hickey on my neck, which I am not ashamed to admit I wore as a badge of honor. I could almost taste his frustration at the interruptions that morning. It was part of the reason why I joined him in the shower.

The man deserved something because I could see how much giving me his word cost. Derek was a loyal pack member, but he was also a man of his word. If he promised to not spill anything more to my dad about me, then I knew I could trust him. Which said a lot about him given my request was unfair. A wolf had a duty to his alpha, but I couldn’t deal with my family right now. Not yet. Maybe not ever.

Seeing the message hurt. Not because Derek had spilled the beans and told my dad he’d seen me but because the text clearly indicated my dad wanted me home.

Why? I was still the same bunny misfit who’d left. Surely everyone was better off with me gone?

Dwelling on it made me unhappy, and I didn’t do misery. So I concentrated on something much nicer. Like Derek.

Problem was thinking of him soaked the crotch of my clean panties. I’d wanted nothing more than to jump his big bone that morning, but I couldn’t let the possibility of epic sex get in the way of my mission. Lana was getting antsy. While I couldn’t hide the motel blowing up, I could explain it as being an accident. Someone being careless with a cigarette. I didn’t dare mention the kidnapping. She’d have had me yanked home so quick my head would spin.

I wasn’t ready to go home. Not when I was having so much fun.

Yes, fun, and the blame belonged to Derek. I experienced a certain giddy pleasure in hearing Derek say he’d once upon a time planned to ask me to be his girlfriend.

Did anyone hear my inner squeal of delight?

Even more astonishing, he seemed intent on making the past the present. In other words, I was pretty sure he was hinting that we date.

Or was that just nostalgia talking?

For all I knew, nostalgia was to blame for my feelings for him. From the moment I’d set eyes on him, I was sixteen all over again with my heart racing and my girl parts tingling.

Could we make a go of it? Sure, we got along now—and the make-out sessions were epic—but it had been not even two days since we met. Who was to say we’d even like each other after a week or a month? The novelty would eventually wear off. I’d try and make him eat more salads and slap his hand if it touched my chocolate stash during shark week.

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