Heart Mates by Mary Hughes

Author:Mary Hughes [Hughes, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781619229389
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Goodreads: 25257555
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Published: 2015-04-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

After Killer’s, Bonnie and Clyde’s house was a surprise, a neat bungalow with a white picket fence and a freshly clipped lawn. A curving walk, lined by petunias of all things, led to a home that sat primly in a nest of neatly trimmed shrubs.

The nameless man stopped and morphed into the black wolf, this time flowing from form to form so fluidly Sophia knew he’d been deliberately showing her the process last time. Or maybe he was showing off now.

As she clipped up the walk, no toenails clicked beside her, either. She glanced at the wolf. “If you won’t tell me your name, I’ll have to give you one. How about Major Annoyance? Snarky Sidekick?”

His head tilted to look at her. One corner of his wolfie mouth quirked up. Then he leaped into the bushes and hunkered down.

She mounted the stoop to peer through the screen door. The interior was quiet and dark. She rang the doorbell. Light, quick steps approached.

Bonnie opened the door. She was a surprise too, wavy blonde hair, white flip-flops, pink calf-length skinny jeans and a short pink top with “Baby Doll” in sparkly letters. A swath of smoothly muscled tummy peeked between the top and jeans.

A strong, sweet cloud of perfume enveloped her. Behind her wafted plumes of rough smoke, an El Sleazo cigar. Sophia stopped worrying about the smell of Noah on her.

“What do you want?” Bonnie said.

“It’s what I can do for you.” Sophia gave Bonnie her best trusty smile and wished really hard on her lucky broomstick that Bonnie would let her inside, at least long enough to plant the coaster. “I’m from the American Barkeeping Association and you’ve won a free pass to the inn or tap of your choice.”

Clyde appeared behind Bonnie. With his wiry muscularity, threadbare jeans and skintight, yellowed beater shirt, he was gangster werewolf to the hilt. “Who is it?” He puffed a cigar around the words like a locomotive.

“Dunno,” Bonnie said. “Someone selling something.”

“It’s free!” Sophia put on her bestest, honestest grin—and stuck her toe in the door. Hopeful didn’t equal stupid. “May I come in to tell you more?”

Bonnie shook her head. “We’re expecting someone.”

“No problem. I’ll be quick.” Not throwing her out was as good as an invitation, right? She surged forward, so Bonnie either had to step back or actively resist. She stepped back. Yes.

As Sophia came inside, she slid the coaster case out of her pocket, eyeing Bonnie for likely hiding places. The shifter woman wore a spandex camisole so tight every ounce of fat was smooshed up into boobs, making spectacular cleavage. Sophia really wanted one, especially now that she’d met Noah…argh. Focus. If she could tuck the coaster in Bonnie’s cleavage—

“This way.” Bonnie spun and, with a sway of hips, took off.

Sophia squeaked and leaped after her. Clyde fell into step behind.

The door opened into a cozy living room, a conversation area to one side holding a tartan sofa facing two chairs, a pine plank coffee table between.

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