Call of the Bear (Hells Canyon Shifters Book 1) by T. S. Joyce

Author:T. S. Joyce [Joyce, T. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2014-09-18T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Bron had told Dillon they would be back in an hour, so naturally he gave them hell for showing up three hours later.

Did she regret the time with Bron? Absolutely not. They’d spent hours laughing and rehashing old memories and childhood stories. It felt so good to think about all of the happy times they’d had again. Forcing those memories from her mind had been a constant struggle over the past six years, and now, with the strain lifted, she realized just how tired it all made her. Now, she was practically swimming in a sea of relief.

Changed into her paint spattered work clothes again, she put her hair in a messy bun and popped the top of the paint can in the living room. Stirred and prepared, she poured it into her roller pan and stood, stretching her spine.

Her body hummed as Bron pressed behind her and kissed her neck. His teeth brushed her skin there, and he swatted her ass before heading outside to work on the porch with Grant and Dillon.

He was intoxicating like this. Talking about his brother at the diner, of all of the fun memories they had together, seemed to have eased something in him.

It made her wonder just how long he’d been dealing with everything alone. At least for the next four days, she could share the burden of what he’d been through.

As the day stretched on, the soundtrack of nail guns, saws and the low murmur men’s voices as they worked together filled the evening air. Samantha worked hard and finished painting the last three rooms of the house. After all of the blue tape had been removed and tossed into a trash bag, she stood back and admired the open kitchen and living area. The new colors and lack of deteriorating wallpaper did wonders for the space. And even dirty and scuffed, the wood floors showed promise of being beautiful with some care.

She could be happy in a place like this.

“Sam,” Bron called. “Come here. I want to show you something.”

She scrubbed her hands together, dislodging the dried paint on her palms and stepped out onto the porch. Then she gasped.

Pressing her hand to her chest, she circled slowly to where Bron and the boys stood. The porch floorboards had been completely replaced, and new whitewashed columns held up the overhanging roof. But that wasn’t the best part. The most surprising part of the complete transformation was the porch swing that swayed lazily in the breeze.

Her mouth was hanging open as she stared. She’d always wanted one, for as long as she could remember. “How did you know?”

Bron slid his arms around her shoulders and held her tight, then kissed her forehead and eased back like he couldn’t help but watch her. “I remembered from before.”

She must’ve told him at some point, but she couldn’t recall an exact conversation about it.

Her eyes prickled with tears and she blinked them away. Stunned, she said, “I didn’t think it was in the budget.

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