Operation Wolf: Gunner ~ Sedona Venez by Venez Sedona

Author:Venez, Sedona
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Operation Wolf: Gunner
Publisher: One Wish Publishing
Published: 2017-09-25T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

Celine

I REPRESSED A SIGH as I slid one leg out of the limousine and placed my stiletto heel onto the pavement. Reaching out my hand in a practiced move, I allowed the limousine driver to help me out of the vehicle, thanked him with a quiet murmur, and then turned to Carter, who held his arm out for me.

His eyes gleamed with lust as they roamed over my body, taking in the way my tight, curvy figure looked in the black sheath dress with a plunging neckline that I knew showed off my cleavage. Gold jewelry glittered at my ears, wrists, and neck—jewelry he’d purchased for me along with the dress and shoes he’d insisted I wear today. And I’d grudgingly done exactly as he’d requested.

So much for being wild and free.

My thoughts flashed back to Friday night when I’d been at the club—and more importantly, in Gunner’s arms. I longed to be back there, dancing with Gunner, instead of here with Carter as I stood there, all coiffed and manicured to perfection. I felt like a damn porcelain doll—delicate, dainty, and unreal—meant to be put on a pedestal and admired by others. And not to be played with and certainly never expected to run around and do things on my own.

Some fucking shifter I am.

“Are you ready?” Carter asked politely, waiting for me to take his proffered arm.

Reluctantly, I turned my attention back to him. A light breeze teased the strands of his honey-blond hair, which was perfectly cut and styled. Standing at six foot three and muscular, he was classically handsome, but his eyes—the color of a pale Earl Grey tea—were cold in the afternoon sunshine, and his smile was razor-edged, letting me know he had not forgiven me. He’d caught lingering traces of Gunner’s scent on me. Though he hadn’t been able to prove I’d had sex with Gunner, I knew Carter suspected, and it chafed him because I’d yet to have sex with him.

Stupid, stupid, stupid. Why the hell did I fuck Gunner?

If I hadn’t had sex with Gunner, I never would have known he was my true mate. And this terrible longing to be with him wouldn’t afflict me. A longing I’d been fighting ever since I left him in the room yesterday morning.

“Yes,” I responded while adjusting my silk wrap around my shoulders before placing my hand on his arm.

I bit back a sigh as we walked up the stairs and into the museum located in the heart of midtown Manhattan. The Museum of Modern Art was the last place I wanted to be. Having grown up in Manhattan, I’d been here often enough, and while I enjoyed art, I was no museum aficionado. But Carter was obsessed with sculptures. He was constantly having new ones made to decorate his loft apartment, and it was his turn to pick our date.

Not that I was actually allowed to pick anything fun when it was my turn. I highly doubted he would consent to go to a R&B concert with me or to take me skydiving.

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