Bearly Mated (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) by Juliette Lucas Read Free Book Online

lime green car drew up, and Lizzie’s fingers spasmed on the curtains. She watched as slender, tanned legs appeared around the driver side door, and Annie stood in fuck-me high heels. She paused a moment to straighten the miniskirt she wore, and Lizzie wondered how she wasn’t chilly with the drop in temperature over the last few days. Summer was disappearing, and they were moving into fall. The blond bombshell didn’t appear to be affected.
    “Oh no, why is she here?” Lizzie muttered.
    “Who?”
    “Annie.”
    The saucer clinked against the table as Emmy set it down. “Don’t worry. She’s probably here to vent more jealousy. Maybe you should tell her you can’t talk now because Patrick’s on the way home to fuck you.”
    “Honestly, Emmy.”
    “It’s possible.”
    Lizzie didn’t want to deal with Annie, but she refused to hide away from the woman. After all, what could Annie do? Sure, Lizzie had her doubts about how long she and Patrick would be together, but she could also say with certainty Annie hated them together. No matter what happened, Annie wouldn’t have Patrick. The female shifter knew that, and her jealousy fairly pulsated from her being.
     

Chapter Nine
     
    Lizzie set a beer in front of Annie, and the woman offered an insincere smile and murmur of thanks before she sipped it. Blood red nails on the ends of long, slender fingers splayed over the dark brown bottle. Annie wasn’t exactly dainty in her movements, but she was highly feminine. No, Lizzie thought, annoyed. Highly sexual .
    “I don’t think Nana would approve of this kind of afternoon tea party, “ Emmy joked. Lizzie appreciated her attempt to lighten the tension knotting Lizzie’s back.
    Annie sat forward, her full attention on Lizzie. “I didn’t come here for tea and crumpets. I’m here to talk to you about Patrick.”
    “You lost,” Emmy interrupted. “Just accept it and move on.
    Annie’s mouth tightened. “I haven’t lost anything I’ve gone after.”
    Emmy laughed and folded her arms over her chest. “Oh, now you’re pretending you never wanted Patrick so it doesn’t look like Lizzie here snatched him out from under you.”
    Annie’s hand clenched the bottle she held tighter. Lizzie frowned at her, and she realized what she was doing. Lizzie knew from experience their strength went beyond a human’s. She didn’t relish having glass flying everywhere because Annie was angry.
    “I’m not here about me,” Annie ground out.
    Lizzie figured her patience was nearing its limit. “Then why are you here? The formal ‘welcome’ for your people was yesterday, and you were here smiling like everyone else.”
    “I did it for Patrick.”
    “Like everyone else,” Lizzie repeated. “You’ve done your part. Patrick’s not angry anymore.” She couldn’t help herself. “I saw to that this morning, so there’s really no need for you.”
    All the blood drained from Annie’s face at Lizzie’s words, and behind her back, Emmy clasped her hands together and waved them in a cheer.
    “It’s tacky to brag about your sex life,” Annie quipped.
    Lizzie shrugged.
    A slow grin spread over Annie’s face. “Those of us who are used to giving and receiving pleasure don’t have to crow about it the first time we get it.”
    Lizzie’s bubble of self-satisfaction popped. Annie had won the round, and she searched for some witty reply that would put the woman in her place. Nothing came to mind, and the way Emmy clenched her fists, Lizzie assumed she couldn’t think of a good reply either.
    “Now that we got that out of the way,” Annie crowed, hatefully, “as I said, I want to talk about Patrick.”
    “Why bother, Annie?” Emmy demanded.
    Annie scowled. “Forget about me!”
    Both Lizzie and Emmy started.
    “If you love him, and I believe you do, then think about him .”
    Lizzie stilled. She dared to glance over to Emmy, but her friend was busy studying Annie with suspicion. Lizzie sighed. The very fact that