Destined: Werewolf Romance (Winter Valley Wolves Book 9) by V. Vaughn

Author:V. Vaughn [Vaughn, V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugarloaf Press
Published: 2016-01-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

The Miller wedding was a success, and I got home just before midnight. I was so exhausted that I slept soundly for most of the night and roll out of bed around seven. I decide I’m going to spend my day off basking in the summer sun with a good book to avoid the turmoil my love life has become.

I find a lounge chair in the shed and go about the business of setting myself up on the dock. The tropical scent of my sunscreen is strong as I squirt some out of the tube, and my skin is already warm when I slather it on. It’s going to be hot today, and I’m happy I get to cool off in the lake when necessary.

I glance over at Warren’s house. I think about how Warren said he can’t help but love me. And that the true mate bond means I can’t help myself either. It’s a sure thing. Too bad it isn’t something either of us wants. And why couldn’t it be Dave that can’t help loving me?

Damn it. Why did I say yes? It would be so easy for Dave to break his promise to love me, because he can. I find I’m staring at Warren’s house again, and I sigh. I’m not sure having someone who’s forced to love me is any better, but I’m tired of worrying about my love life. I’m going to make the best of my day off instead.

When I start to read, it doesn’t take me long to get engrossed in my book, and I block out the sounds of people enjoying the water at houses near me. Sweat trickles down my chest, and I’m about to take a break to swim when a soft thud makes the dock shake. I look up to discover Warren has pulled up in a canoe. His board shorts and loose tee aren’t enough of a barrier for my hormones, and they kick into high gear at the sound of his voice as he says, “I’ve got something to show you.”

His smile is inviting, and my heart flips at his attention. This guy loves me. I notice he has a cooler and two towels in the boat with him. I set my book down and sit up as I point toward the contents of the canoe. “Is there food in that?”

“Lunch.” He waggles his eyebrows at me. “With cookies.”

I’m not used to the charming version of my neighbor and am intrigued. I tell myself free lunch is a good thing, and that’s why I get up and climb gingerly into the canoe to keep it from tipping. Once I’m seated, I glance around for a paddle. Warren says, “There isn’t one for you.”

I reposition myself to face him as my heart beats faster at the chivalrous gesture. “Good lord, Sophie, you’re so easy.” I ask, “Where are we going?”

“The Native Americans were the first to settle in Winter Valley.” He ignored my question, but I’m beginning to understand it’s his way, and I listen without interrupting.

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