Bears' Babe: BBW Paranormal Menage Shape Shifter Romance (Confessions of a Mail Order Bride Book 2)

Bears' Babe: BBW Paranormal Menage Shape Shifter Romance (Confessions of a Mail Order Bride Book 2) by Kate Kent Read Free Book Online Page B

Book: Bears' Babe: BBW Paranormal Menage Shape Shifter Romance (Confessions of a Mail Order Bride Book 2) by Kate Kent Read Free Book Online
Authors: Kate Kent
“We had a brawl tonight, but he was asking for it.”
    Dirk shook his head. “Well, I can talk to him and find out where he was when the fire was set. What time were you all slapping the shit out of each other?”
    “It was about fifteen minutes ago,” Grant said.
    “Well, the fire was set before that.”
    “I, uh, I was with him before that for about an hour.” Ugh. I hated to admit I was with Brad, but I couldn’t let them focus their attention on him and not find the real fire starter.
    Dirk raised his brows. “Well, the fire was probably started about two hours ago and it festered till someone saw it.”
    “See there, two hours ago. That’s when we were talking at the wedding reception and Brad wasn’t there,” Grant pursed his lips.
    “Yep, he was missing in action,” Evan grunted, “when he could have been busy with this sweet little thing,” he pointed at me.
    I couldn’t help but smile. ‘Sweet little thing.’ No one ever called me that.
    “Maybe he was busy starting fires,” Grant chimed in, waving his hand at the C and K Realty building. “Yeah, I’ll bet he did it.”
    “No, it wasn’t Brad. It definitely wasn’t Brad.” Marcie hadn’t said too much of anything, so it was a surprise to hear her voice break into the conversation.
    Evan furrowed his brow. “How do you know?”
    “He, ah, was…he was with me,” Marcie said, stumbling over her words.
    “Well,” Dirk said, “that coffee shop you work at can get awful busy, and the fire was right close. I guess it’s possible he left for a few minutes and started the fire.”
    “We weren’t at the coffee shop,” Marcie stared directly at me, her eyes focused on mine. She shook her head sadly. “We were at my apartment, in bed together.”
     

CHAPTER TEN
     
    “Yum, this looks delicious, but it’s too beautiful to eat!” It was a gorgeous Saturday morning and I was back in Shifter Villages with my two favorite bears. I felt rested and refreshed after a good night’s sleep at the Big Bull Inn and ready for a fun day with the two burly men.
    “It’s made from scratch, our best recipe ever,” Evan said.
    “All your recipes are the best ever,” I joked. But it was true. The bears took a lot of pride in their bakery goods and they were constantly creating and tweaking recipes. They always used the freshest ingredients and took time to make the best product possible. Their bakery was immaculate. It was funny because when you looked at them they were very clean but still scruffy; with their scraggly head and facial hair.
    I admired the cupcake again. It was a red velvet flavor with cream cheese frosting capped with shaved dark chocolate swirls.
    “Enjoy it,” Grant said smiling, the cleft in his chin deepening.
    “Well, if you insist. It’s so yummy looking, I can’t resist!” I lifted the cupcake towards my lips. Closing my eyes, I swirled my tongue around the layers of icing. “It’s luscious, so smooth and creamy.” I licked the sides of my lips. “Mmmm,” I moaned, taking a bite into the moist velvety cake, “so heavenly.”
    I opened my eyes. Grant and Evan were watching me closely, their rich brown eyes taking in my enjoyment.
    “You’re the luscious one,” Evan said, grinning. His eyes traveled to my mouth as he licked his full lips.
    “Silly.” I gave him a swat, but little butterflies floated inside me. The more time I spent with these two, the greater they affected me. God, were they cute. Yeah, the beards and hair were a little scruffy, but that dimple Evan sported and the cleft Grant had…and their chocolate brown eyes. I just melted. It was hard not to let myself go with them, but I was determined not to repeat my past mistakes. So far we’d done nothing more than a little light kissing.
    “We’re calling it the Judy, after you,” Grant said.
    “I’ve never had anyone name a cupcake after me!” I squealed. “That’s so cool.” I’d been visiting the bears on and off for several weeks

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