Winter Valley Wolves 7-9 by V. Vaughn

Author:V. Vaughn [Vaughn, V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal, Werewolves & Shifters
Amazon: B01AO9VO2E
Publisher: Sugarloaf Press
Published: 2016-01-25T16:00:00+00:00

21

As I drive Sophie and myself home from Pete’s, I glance at the clock to discover it’s not even eleven yet. I say, “We can’t go home. It would be too pathetic to quit before midnight.”

“Okay. Where to?”

I recall a dinner I had a while back with one of my editors that was passing through town. We went to the Winter Valley Inn, and it has a wonderful bar in a large room with leather couches, thick carpet, and a fireplace. I say, “I know just the place. There’s a lovely hotel bar downtown, and I bet it’s quiet.”

We drive past dark storefront windows and an occasional car parked along the main street before we get to the inn. The horseshoe drive glows in yellow light, and I move past it to park in the guest lot. I tug my coat around me to ward off the chill as we walk to the door. The bellman greets us as he holds it open, and we enter into a spacious lobby that is lit by an enormous crystal chandelier. Sophie says, “Wow. This place is spectacular.”

Our feet barely thump on the thick carpet as we stroll over to the lounge. A man is playing the piano, and the music is soft as we move past him toward the sofas. Businessmen in suits are at the bar, and a woman in a cocktail dress walks by us. I whisper, “I didn’t think about what we’re wearing.”

Sophie says, “We’ll just sit tall and pretend we’re chic anyway.”

The cotton of my shirt is soft in my hand as I yank the neckline up higher. “Right.”

A baritone laugh carries as we sit, and it makes me smile before I realize why. It’s Paul.

How is it I go months without seeing the man and now he seems to be everywhere? I turn toward the sexy werewolf’s laughter and discover Paul’s sitting a few couches over with a man that is almost as attractive as he is. I turn away quickly and notice Sophie is already engrossed in the drink menu. She didn’t see him.

My sister says, “All these drinks sound so good. I’m not sure I can choose.”

My fingers shake when I take the small leather book she offers me. “What are you leaning toward?” The fire across from us radiates heat, and shadows dance around us as the flames flicker.

“The coconut one looks yummy.”

“It does,” I say. “Let’s get those.”

After the waitress takes our order, I say to Sophie, “Sorry Pete’s wasn’t our kind of place. I think my research was faulty.”

“I wouldn’t call it a total waste. Derek and Evan were nice.”

“They were, but you’ll notice nobody got any numbers.”

“True.” Sophie glances past me to scan the area as if she’s just remembered we’re supposed to be looking for men. Her gaze hones in on something as her lips turn up in a smile. She’s seen Paul.

“Well, well, well,” she says. “I believe we might have found our place.”

Martini glasses rimmed with sugar thump down on the coffee table before us as the waitress serves them.

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