Tactical Bear (P.O.L.A.R. Series Book 4) by Candace Ayers

Tactical Bear (P.O.L.A.R. Series Book 4) by Candace Ayers

Author:Candace Ayers [Ayers, Candace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Homebase; Siberia, Sunkissed Key Florida, P.O.L.A.R. Series, Novella Stories, Paranormal & Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Adult Themes, The Bear Shifters Mate, Supernatural Fantasy, Protection & Safety, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Multicultural & Interspecies Relationships, Romantic Schemes, Mythical Creatures, Action & Adventure, SciFi Fantasy Romance, Hearts Desire, Futuristic, Beautiful & Feisty
Publisher: Lovestruck Romance
Published: 2019-08-12T04:00:00+00:00


16

Parker

Laila sat next to me on my couch, both of us staring at the TV. Animal Planet was on, Pit Bulls and Parolees, but neither of us was really watching it. I hadn’t said a word about what had happened yet. My heart was still racing and I could still smell Maxim all over me, even after a quick shower. My lips still tingled from his kiss, as did other places, and my libido was still worked up, craving more.

How had I lost control like that? Ugh, how had I let it happen? I mean…he was a total player. I was just another notch in his bedpost, no matter what he said. My rabbit was angry that I was thinking so negatively about him. She kept screaming “mate” at me, as though the word was going to make Maxim any less of who he was.

“So…” Laila kept her eyes on the TV. “That happened.”

I glanced over at her and she glanced back at me. She broke first, falling over into a fit of hysterics. Something about her giggling lessened the gravity of the situation and I laughed, too. I’d been caught with my shorts down.

“God, that was embarrassing.”

She fanned her face, trying to stop the tears from leaking out of her eyes. “You should’ve seen your face!”

I shook my head. “Ugh. I can’t believe that happened. Thank God you walked in when you did.”

She froze. “Wait, what?”

“I mean, not that it wasn’t too late, but at least we didn’t…finish.” I groaned and sank back into the couch. “I can’t believe that happened.”

“You said that already.” She curled up and turned to face me. “What do you mean by at least you didn’t finish?”

“I mean you came in before we finished.”

“Did the hot dog go in the bun?”

I stared at her. “Are you serious right now?”

“Yes! I need to know!”

“Yes. Yes, the hot dog was in the bun. Not for long, though.” I shifted and tried not to think about it. “It doesn’t matter. It was a mistake. I temporarily lost my mind.”

“So… just out of curiosity, are we talking cocktail weenie, bun-length hot dog, or meaty, jumbo bratwurst?”

“Are you not listening?”

“I’m listening and choosing to ignore your cold feet and misgivings. Cocktail weenie or bratwurst?”

I hesitated then sighed loudly. “Gastro pub brat.”

She screamed. “We’re talking a sixteen dollar sausage! Handcrafted, no less!” Her hand flew to her chest.

I doubled over laughing. It was the lighthearted fun that I needed to help me get over feeling like I’d just buried my dignity in the sand.

“I’m so jealous. He’s beautiful and he has a high quality wiener. Not fair.”

“You’re forgetting the part where he’s a man-whore, though.”

She wagged her eyebrows at me. “I don’t know. Maybe Mr. Gastro Pub is looking at you like you’re the one for a reason.”

“He is not my mate!” I yelled it so loudly and sharply that Laila jumped. I took a deep breath and repeated myself more calmly. “He’s not my mate.”

“O-kay. He’s not your mate.” She leaned back and sighed.



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