A Wolf's Mate

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Authors: Vanessa Devereaux
was the biggest mistake of your life.
    Definitely
not a mistake for her, but she knew all too well what men were like. Not quite
like the guy who’d fathered her son, but nevertheless males were fickle
creatures.
    She
still hadn’t taken that shower because she’d been too busy thinking and
analyzing. Part of her job was to do that and sometimes it spilled over into
her private life. She realized that she was also doing all the thinking because
Nick wasn’t just a guy she’d met and fucked. She had feelings for him. She’d
felt some connection to him the minute she’d laid eyes upon him. It had never
happened to her before and that’s why she felt there was so much at stake.
    He
could be the one. If that was the case, he needed to know the truth about her.
The real reason she was in the area and what she really did for a living .
    She
needed to relax, to unwind, and not overthink all this. The scent of their
coupling hit her nostrils again and she liked it so maybe she’d hold off the
shower for a few minutes more. She fired up her laptop. After she’d washed,
she’d read for a bit and then try to get some shuteye. She clicked the Internet
icon and skimmed through the latest news. She yawned, stood, and was about to
head into the bathroom when she heard a knock on the door. Maybe it was someone
complaining about the noise from earlier. She’d never been so vocal during sex
ever before, but then again she’d never been fucked quite like that.
    She
wrapped her gown around her and headed toward it, stood on tiptoes and peeked through
the fisheye in the door. Her heart beat faster and by the pull in her pussy she
was pretty sure it like her was also glad to see Nick standing there. He was back.
Maybe the “I need to go for a run” hadn’t been a lie. She unlatched the chain
and opened the door for him as he walked inside the room cradling two Styrofoam
cups with steam coming from them.
    “It’s
freezing out. I found a place that was still open and got us two hot
chocolates. I’d like us to sit down so we can talk.”
    A
man who hadn’t lied about his real motive in leaving after sex, a man bearing
hot chocolate, and what looked like a double serving of whipped cream, wanting
to talk. Didn’t sound like the type of guy who wanted to say I made a mistake about tonight . Those
cowards just fled.
    “Okay.
You want to wait while I shower and I’ll be right with you?”
    “Sure.
I’ll sit and watch TV if that’s okay.”
    She
smiled. Yeah, she’d been wrong him.
    ****
    Nick
settled into the chair, intending to watch the movie but he spotted Ava’s
laptop and it was switched on. He’d accused her of being inquisitive during dinner, but the truth was he was just as nosy. Maybe that’s why he liked her so much. He eyed the
laptop and then glanced back at the TV screen.
    Laptop,
TV screen, laptop, TV screen.
    He
heard Ava turning on the shower and knew he had some time before she headed
back out again.
      Laptop, TV Screen, laptop.
    Before
he drove himself crazy, he got his butt
off the chair and went to the bed where he sat himself down and pulled the
laptop onto his thighs. He clicked the mouse and it took it from the saver
screen to a photo of what some palm trees and a beach. Florida no doubt. Next
he clicked on documents, listening for any evidence of the water being shut off or even a door opening.
    Nick
knew what he was doing was wrong but that’s who he was—bad alpha wolf through
and through. He clicked on the first document thinking it would be one of her
articles and he could get a feel for what she was like as a writer. Maybe after
the great orgasms he’d given her she’d be more inclined to write wonderful
things about Downward Facing Wolf. He smiled remembering her crying out and the
people in the next room banging on the wall.
    He
clicked the mouse again.
    Something
popped up on the screen. It was a document and had a photo embedded within it.
    Holy
shit, it was Dane Reynolds.
    He
inched the

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