Wolves for the Holiday 1.1 by Josette Reuel

Author:Josette Reuel [Reuel, Josette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0141IFH2W
Published: 2015-08-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

Her bedroom was like the other two in the cabin, simple and rustic, with a dresser, a mirror, and a full size bed. The decor was wood and green plaid. Oddly enough, there was a painting of wolves running through the trees on the wall over the bed. What was it with wolves? She figured the wolf references must be from seeing the ones that the cabin owner had shot at when he visited earlier.

Jaz stood by the bed, she talked a good game, but her sex life had been null except for the one time in college. It had left her feeling so hollow that she had never been interested enough to try again. Besides, she had B.O.B. and he never let her down. She felt totally out of her depth. This man was sex walking. He had obviously been around the block and knew what he was doing. She knew this was a dream, but it would almost hurt more if she tried and failed in her own damn dream.

Should she go for it or should she walk away and wait to wake up?

His large hands gently turned her to face him, “What’s your name, sweetness?”

“Jaz,” came out only as a whisper of air as her throat constricted at the sight of him.

He stood in front of her… and he was glorious. Taller than her at somewhere just over 6-feet tall and broad in the shoulders and chest, he was built strong and lean. His muscles stretched over long bones. His face was rugged and very masculine. He had black hair that curled slightly down to his nape and his bangs often obscured his most startling feature, his bright blue eyes that reminded Jaz of pictures of the Caribbean. He wasn’t movie star handsome, but he would turn heads. And, Jaz thought he was better than chocolate.

There was no way Jaz was walking away.

“Is Jaz short for something?” He pulled her from her perusal of him.

“Jazelle.” He smirked at her answer.

“Nice. I think you look more like a Jaz than a Jazelle though.” His hands glided up and down her arms. “Do you want to talk, Jaz, or would you rather... let our hands do the getting to know each other?”

Jaz stood and shook her head. Forming words was more than her lust riddled mind could handle.

“Alright then, first though, my name is Ridge. I want you to know it… for later,” He winked at her and her heart dropped to her knees.

Stepping into his body, Jaz staggered and her hands grasped on to his biceps. He hissed out in pain. Damn, she had forgotten about his arm. He still had that bullet in there.

“Shouldn’t we remove the bullet?” she asked.

Ridge glanced up and down her body, shivers following after his hard gaze. He started to shake his head no, but when his gaze landed on the bed he must have changed his mind.

“Yes. I’ll have the guys do it. You wait here and… strip.” His voice dropped several octaves at the end and a growl followed the words.

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