Big Bear Problems: BBW Werebear Shapeshifter Romance by Anya Nowlan, Rory Dale Read Free Book Online Page A

the animal didn’t move a muscle. Out of annoyance, she hit the horn on her car, but the big beast didn’t react even to that. Jen checked the rearview mirror, and finding that there were no other cars on the road with her, she sped up again.
    Screw that, she thought, feeling a cold lump at the bottom of her stomach.
    That wolf was giving her the creeps and she couldn’t wait to get some distance between her and it. Those cold, golden eyes were etched in her mind and, lately, she’d been getting the feeling that they were watching her all the time. She would often feel a chill run down her spine that matched the one she got when she met the large wolf on her drive home. She could swear that the thing was just toying with her, but that thought sounded far too ridiculous even to her.
    Reaching the house and seeing Ethan milling about the house put Jen’s mind at ease. Maybe she was just overreacting and that wolf’s presence there was no more than a coincidence. Maybe it was on its way to a regular watering hole or hunting grounds.
    That glare though. How can a wild animal be so... creepy .
    Shaking off the unpleasant thoughts, Jen turned off the engine and looked at Ethan. He had obviously noticed her return, yet continued on his tasks. She was glad he spent that much time around her and her house, keeping an eye on everything. He was a hard worker and Jen was almost afraid that the house would get done too soon. She’d been thinking up new things for him to do and occasionally it crossed her mind that he’d been dragging his heels a little to stay around her for longer.
    Or maybe I’m just imagining that? Who cares, at least he’s around.
    Still sitting in her car, watching Ethan do his thing, Jen allowed her mind and eyes to wander. It had been a warm day and Ethan was shirtless. Jen couldn’t help but slip into a little daydream, thinking of his dreamy, tasty abs glistening in the sun, and how the sweat would taste if she licked over them with her tongue…
    Right, best get moving, before this gets weird, she chuckled to herself.
    Ethan was beginning to pack it up for the day. As the gentleman that he was, he came up to the car and helped her bring the bags of groceries into the house.
    “Had a good trip?” he asked casually, hoisting the bags out of the boot of her tiny car.
    He had pulled a shirt on before coming to help her, and it saddened her more than she cared to admit.
    “It was okay,” she said noncommittally, smiling mildly.
    About time I’d work up to having that nightcap, Jen mused to herself. The wolf’s appearance still lingered in her mind. Night was falling and she’d rather have Ethan around for as long as she could.
    “I have a proposition for you and I’m going to bet you that you won’t be able to say no to it!”

Nine

Jennifer
    “ I t’s been a long day , feel like a nightcap before heading out? You promised you would take me up on the offer next time I asked,” she said, waggling her finger at him when he looked like he was about to object. “Who knows, maybe if you’re especially good, I’ll even cook,” Jen added with a wink.
    She motioned towards the bottles she’d taken out of the grocery bags, thanking her foresight for having picked up a bottle of single malt whiskey as well as a few bottles of white wine. Ethan nodded after a momentary pause and her heart leapt in relief and anticipation. There was a glint in his eyes that told her that he was catching her drift better than she was.
    This was definitely not just some simple down home country guy who couldn’t take a hint. Oh no, Ethan knew her game better than she did and it was up to Jen to figure out whether that was a plus or a minus.
    “Sure, wouldn’t mind one,” he said, grabbing the whiskey bottle and giving it a good hard look. “Especially if you spoil me with the good stuff,” he added with a chuckle.
    He nodded appreciatively and she sighed with relief. Her father was a big whisky connoisseur,