Perfection by Anna Lowe

Perfection by Anna Lowe

Author:Anna Lowe [Lowe, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Blue Moon Saloon, Paranormal, Werewolves, Romance, Shapeshifter, Bears
Publisher: Twin Moon Press
Published: 2016-04-18T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter Five

Breathe in, breathe out, Simon told himself. Breathe in, breathe out.

But breathing calmly was as impossible as keeping his hands off this woman. His heart rattled like a steam train about to jump its tracks. Sparks zipped around his body like it was a goddamn pinball machine, hitting every bell, lighting every light along the way. His blood rushed, and his soul sang.

Mate! Mate! Mate!

He might have been playing it cool on the outside, but inside, his bear was dancing and singing like a drunk.

Which was crazy, because it wasn’t as if his bear had been waiting for this moment for all its life. He’d been perfectly happy just being him. A happy bachelor, busy enough doing his own thing. If anything, he’d always been relieved not to have found a mate yet, because he didn’t need a mate at this point in his life.

Except, suddenly, he did. He needed her as much as he needed his next breath. Craved her. Thirsted for her, like he really had been waiting his whole life for this moment and just didn’t know it.

And Christ, now he knew. The question was, did she?

He’d seen her eyes go wide. Heard her breath catch the same moment his did. Felt her body nestle against his, seeking more than just warmth.

But she’d wavered a second later. Those gray-blue eyes blinked at him like he was a stranger and not a long-lost friend. She’d turned her back and gone all quiet again.

So maybe she didn’t know. Maybe she didn’t feel.

His bear gave a mournful cry, praying it wasn’t true.

He closed his eyes, trying to figure out what to do. Jesus, if he screwed this up now, he’d be damned for the rest of his life. Lonely. Bitter. Alone.

Without thinking, he hugged her tighter and just about cheered when her fingers played over his in response. Caressing, not resisting. She sighed a little and settled against him.

Mate trusts me. Wants me. His inner bear glowed.

He edged carefully closer. Slowly, gently, he let his thumb stroke her belly, telling himself the ball was in her court. Whatever she wanted, he’d give her. No more, no less.

But God, did he hope for more, not less.

For a long time, she didn’t do anything but lay quietly at his side. Which was all right, too. She could snooze a little longer if she wanted. He’d keep her warm and safe and feel her chest slowly rise and fall with each breath. If she wanted to talk, okay, he could try that, too. Bears weren’t big talkers, but they were good listeners, and he wanted to know everything about her. Her hopes, her dreams, her fears. He’d listen and learn and start cobbling together some kind of plan on how they could make things work.

He stroked her skin a while longer. It was soft and smooth like her fur had been, and it had the same lean layer of muscle underneath. A layer that rippled slightly as she shifted under his arm. She curled her fingers around his and repositioned his hand.



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