Pride3 The Mane Attraction by Shelly Laurenston

Author:Shelly Laurenston
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2008-12-27T08:00:00+00:00

Sissy pushed her car to its limits as she tore through Smithtown trying to get home and get Mitch into bed…or on the floor…or anywhere she could get him.

Once she made up her mind, Sissy didn’t waffle. She didn’t agonize over her decision. Or question if she was doing the right thing. Who had time for that? Plus, her body was making demands she needed to fulfill or die trying.

She slammed to a stop in front of her parents’ house. Mitch unleashed his grip on the dashboard and relaxed back in the seat.

Sissy didn’t know how long they were sitting there, but she finally turned in the seat to face him. “Is there a reason we’re still sitting here?”

“Uh…I didn’t want to rush you.”

Sissy shoved his shoulder with both hands. “Out! Now!”

Laughing, Mitch got out on his side, and Sissy snatched the key from the ignition and quickly pushed the driver’s side door open. Together, they headed up the porch steps. But when Sissy hit that top step, pain slammed through her foot, and she howled, immediately hopping on one leg while she grabbed her wounded foot.

“What’s wrong?”

“Splinters!”

Mitch put his hands on his hips. “You’re fucking with me right now, aren’t you?”

Sissy leaned back against the porch rail and held her foot up to his face. “Splinters!” she yelled again.

“Damn. Those are splinters.” Mitch gazed into her face. “Of course, if you insist on walking around barefoot—”

“No one in Smithtown wears shoes in the summertime.”

“Is that a law?”

Sissy growled and started to hop into the house, but Mitch grabbed her under the knees and lifted her up. He only held her by her legs, though, and her head dangled dangerously close to the floor. She squealed, and Mitch gave her a shake.

“Stop the whining. You need to toughen up.”

Without unleashing her fangs, Sissy bit the back of his leg.

“Do that again,” he playfully warned, “and I’m dropping you on your head. Now simmer down.”

Mitch took her into the family room and dropped her on the couch in front of the TV. Sissy started to sit up, but Mitch pushed her back down by her forehead. She started swiping at him, and he batted at her hands while they kept their faces turned away from each other.

When he got bored with that, he said, “Lie down and be quiet. Mr. Kitty is going to make you feel all better.”

Sissy stopped struggling. “That sounds creepy—and wrong.”

Mitch grabbed a blanket from another chair and began to pull it over her body.

“It’s ninety degrees outside. I don’t need—”

The blanket covered her face, and Sissy growled. Then he tucked the blanket tightly into the couch cushions so Sissy was temporarily trapped. She had to kick and fight to get the damn blanket off her, and by then, Mitch was back with the first aid kit from the first floor bathroom.

She reached for her foot. “I can do this—”

“No.” He slapped her hands away and lifted up her legs so he could sit on the couch. Then he dropped her legs back onto his lap.

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