The Coyote's Cowboy by Holley Trent

Author:Holley Trent [Trent, Holley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal romance, coyote shifter, cowboy
Publisher: Holley Trent
Published: 2018-04-15T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

As much as she hated to close the chapter on her first-ever naked cuddle, Sheena had no choice but to shimmy out from under Austin’s stocky body when Lance knocked on the motel room’s door later. Fortunately, Austin slept as soundly as a gargoyle in daytime and was undisturbed. She opened it a crack and whispered to Lance, “Give me a minute.”

“You alone?” Blue’s lieutenant asked.

“Uh. No.”

“Anyone I need to worry about?”

“No, it’s…” Sheena cringed. She didn’t know if there was a protocol for discussing who was in one’s bed, and then she realized that whatever rules there were for Coyotes probably wouldn’t overlap much with human etiquette. She was just going to have to go with her gut. Her gut said to go ahead and yank the Band-Aid off, already. “Um. It’s Austin. He’s asleep.”

Lance didn’t say anything. His flinty eyes narrowed. Lips flattened. Forehead creased.

She took a deep breath to brace herself for the lecture, but, surprisingly, he only nodded and took a step back from the door. “Better hurry. I can feel your energy pinging around. The coyote in you wants to shift.”

She was agitated, but that was normal for her on full-moon nights. What wasn’t normal was for anyone to notice and call her out on it. “You don’t feel it?” she asked, head slanted in confusion.

“Sure.”

“You don’t act like it.”

He shrugged. “I’m a dominant Coyote.”

Apparently, that was that.

“Okay, then.” She closed the door softly and moved about the room, slipping her track suit back on and rooting through her bag for sandals. She tugged the elastic out of her ponytail, grimacing at how quickly her hair poofed, but in her four-footed body, nobody would care if she had frizz. It might even keep her warmer out in the cold desert night.

She turned the television way down and jotted a note for Austin:

Back after sunrise. Will understand if you’re already gone.

He was a cowboy. He had to work before the sun was high and punishing, but she hoped to catch him before he left—to extract a promise from him that he’d be back later. Maybe she was pathetic and clingy, but she was starting to grow used to being comfortable, and she didn’t know if she could be so at ease if he wasn’t sitting beside her.

She’d padded back to the door with the room key in hand but turned back when her waving earring brushed her jaw.

“Oh.”

She took off her jewelry and left it on the nightstand beside the note.

“Okay,” she said to Lance as she closed the door behind her.

He gestured toward his truck, a big truck that, if not for the running boards, a lady would have needed a step stool to climb up into.

As though he’d read her mind, he said, “I have a travel trailer I have to tow sometimes. Need horsepower.”

“I don’t think I know anyone in Sacramento who has a pickup.” She scrambled up into the passenger’s side and notched her hair behind her ears. “Where are we going?”

“Coyote running grounds are about ten miles from here.

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