Big Bear Blunder: BBW Werebear Shapeshifter Suspense Romance (Sweetwater Brides) by Anya Nowlan, Rory Dale Read Free Book Online Page A

than Keith’s jaw with that punch – he wounded his pride. Keith can’t take Everett in a fight, so now he’s trying to hurt him through you. Besides, the way Everett stepped up for you, they may think your plans have changed,” Evan said, typing something into his phone.
    “Who cares what they think,” Everett rumbled. “Can I go kick some ass now?”
    “For what? Because Keith made a formal complaint? Think about this for a second,” Evan noted, being the voice of reason.
    “I can’t just sit here and do nothing!” Everett shouted in frustration.
    Evan and Sara exchanged a glance Everett couldn’t read, Sara giving his brother a little nod.
    “Why don’t you take me back into town. I need to hit a few stores, I’m running low on clean clothes and such. We can have dinner later,” Sara said, making her way to Everett’s side and wrapping her hands around his shoulder.
    Her presence calmed him instantly.
    “I’ve got to get going, too. I’ll talk things over with Ethan, see what he has to say. You try to keep your head on straight,” Evan stressed, pointing a finger at Everett.
    Everett gave a resigned sigh before taking Sara’s hand and walking outside. Evan got in his truck and drove away first. Sara and Everett followed suit, climbing into Everett’s pickup in silence. They were halfway into town when Everett finally spoke.
    “I’m sorry you got mixed up in this,” he said, gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly.
    “I blame my truck,” Sara replied with a sly little smile.
    “I should swing by the shop and see how Noah is doing. The faster you get out of here, the better. Who knows what else those mutts are up to,” Everett finished.
    If Sara got hurt somehow, he would never be able to forgive himself.
    “Don’t worry about me. I can handle myself,” Sara said, leaning on the passenger side door, looking a little morose.
    “I know you can. I just don’t want to take any chances,” Everett sighed while rubbing his neck.
    Every muscle in his body felt tight, like a coiled spring.
    Everett dropped Sara off in the middle of town. She gave him a quick kiss before running off to do her shopping. Everett sat in his car, looking at her until she disappeared out of sight. The old truth still held. He hated to see her go but he loved to watch her leave.
    Then, he made his way to the shop. He found Noah hard at work on Sara’s truck.
    “How’s it going?” Everett asked, not sure what kind of a response he preferred.
    “Would probably go faster if you were working on it instead of me,” Noah responded, humble as ever.
    “I would love to get my hands dirty, but I have some other business to take care of,” Everett replied, looking over Noah’s shoulder at the rig’s exposed insides.
    “Shouldn’t be more than a day or two,” Noah said with a shrug, wiping his hands on his overalls.
    “Keep up the good work,” Everett sighed, patting the man on the shoulder before heading to his office.
    Two days. That’s not a lot of time.
    He was way behind on paperwork. Maybe that would distract him.
    Everett did his best to concentrate on the task in front of him, but couldn’t keep Sara out of his thoughts. She was unlike anyone he had ever met and the attraction he felt towards her was almost overwhelming.
    Was this how his brothers had felt when they met their mates? They didn’t tend to discuss their feelings much…
    An hour passed before Everett couldn’t restrain himself any longer and texted Sara.
    How’s the shopping going? he typed, fidgeting with his phone until he got a response.
    I hate it. Heading back to the motel now , Sara’s message read.
    Meet you there in a little while? Everett fired off.
    I’ll be waiting! read Sara’s prompt reply.
    Anticipation took over Everett’s mind. He finished responding to some e-mails before rushing out of the shop. He decided to walk over to the motel, maybe clear his head a little. Keith’s smirking face was still etched in his