Accidentally Wolf by Erin R Flynn

Author:Erin R Flynn [Flynn, Erin R]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Suspense, cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 9781479320325
Google: MkyUMQEACAAJ
Amazon: 1479320323
Barnesnoble: 1479320323
Goodreads: 16028404
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2012-09-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

I hated when I was right. I looked in the mirror again and wanted to laugh. What Vlad had sent over wasn’t a dress. It was a sparkly piece of silver fabric that barely covered anything, held up with two straps. I couldn’t even wear a thong or a bra that wouldn’t show. My gun strapped to my thigh would clearly be seen, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t taking it.

“I’m not wearing this,” I yelled to Tristan for the third time, turning away from the mirror.

“I can’t agree or disagree with you if you won’t show it to me,” he replied with obvious amusement in his voice. Yeah, I didn’t even want to show the damn thing to a man who’d seen me naked. It was that bad.

I grunted as a reply and stepped out into my bedroom. Tristan’s eyes glazed over with lust as he started at my head and gazed downwards until he reached my feet. They were in ridiculously high heels to complete my clown outfit. Then he worked his way up again, and I shivered. How could I not with that much lust directed my way?

“You look mouthwatering,” he said in that deep voice that let me know I was about to get laid.

“We’re running late already,” I reminded him, not trying to hide my smile. I wasn’t used to getting that kind of look from anyone. I liked it. Even if it meant wearing this stupid outfit.

“Fine, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to be able to keep my hands off you on the ride over,” he grumbled as he stood and straightened his tux before walking over to me. Then he muttered under his breath. “Or at all tonight.”

“Okay,” I agreed. I grabbed my fancy purse, deciding at the last minute to take out my few cosmetics and fit my smaller side arm in there instead. No reason to wear a gun when I could have one in my purse. Vlad had given me his assurances that we’d be safe, and I didn’t want anything to make Tristan stop looking at me like that.

He looked dashing as well. The tux he was wearing was custom tailored and brought out all of his charming attributes. I looped my arm with his after we’d left the apartment, glad to have some support as I tried to manage walking in four inch heels without falling on my face. Why did they make shoes like these? I wore a size eleven, so obviously I was tall. Did I really need another four inches?

Stupid fashion designers.

We took Tristan’s new car, a BMW coupe, and I was glad because there’s no way I would feel safe driving with these shoes. Both of us were tense but not because of the other one or some unspoken fight. It was all about what we were going to walk in to tonight.

When we got to Vlad’s main office that was attached to one of his clubs, I couldn’t help but glance around suspiciously.

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