Bought by the Puma (Studly Shifters Book 1) by Ashley Hunter Read Free Book Online Page B

with your life."
    Spying Grattidge coming out of the restrooms, Simon made a quick retreat. Even before he was out the door, he heard the shouting and the accusations. Even though it was petty, he allowed himself a small-satisfied smile.
    But that was one woman dealt with. Now he needed to deal with another.
    His beast purred. It was telling him that it was about time that he finally did something about his mate.
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    Whitney had the TV on but she wasn't paying attention. She was nervous, her mind going over every scenario that could happen when Simon got back and confronted her.
    He was mad. That much Whitney could ascertain. He was mad at her for disobeying him and he was mad that his former girlfriend was now in an intimate relationship with the man he had been ordered to take out. The conflict he had to be feeling now must be huge. She wished she hadn't had to give him the news.
    It was clear he still hankered after the woman. And Whitney couldn't blame him; Natalya was beautiful. Whitney couldn't hold a candle to her. Even though she considered herself attractive, it all came down to her weight. Natalya was slim and toned and she probably worked out every day.
    Whitney had rolls that refused to move, big thighs and huge breasts. While she wasn't obese and she was comfortable as she was - curves were curves, after all - it didn't do her confidence any good when a handsome man came along and he had to choose between the two of them.
    Then Whitney had no chance.
    She had been deluding herself that Simon would see her as anything beyond a nuisance. She shouldn't have attempted to stay to make him change his mind that she was both a help to him and attractive to him; that was the stupidest thing after going to that club alone that she could have done.
    When Simon got there she was going to tell him that she was going home and leave him alone as he originally requested. She didn't want to make things worse for him and if he was focusing on Natalya, it was just going to make her miserable.
    It was mid-afternoon when Simon finally returned. Whitney saw his car pull up and stood, smoothing her hands down her dress. She could feel the tension coiling in her body, knowing this would be a hard thing for her to do. She hoped Simon would calm down enough for them to come to an agreement; no way would Whitney harm his investigation in any way.
    Simon came in, closing the door with a sharp slam behind him. Whitney mentally prepared herself and opened her mouth as Simon strode up to her. But she didn't get any words out as Simon grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her against him, covering her mouth with his.
    God, the man could certainly kiss. His mouth coaxed Whitney's open and his tongue tangled with hers, one hand cupping the back of her head while the other hand holding her firmly round the waist. Whitney clung to his shirt and kissed him back, her head spinning. This wasn't a confrontation; it felt more like a seduction. A passionate one.
    Not that she was complaining.
    Simon pulled back, his eyes glowing. He was breathing heavily.
    "Don't ever scare me like that again."
    Whitney swallowed. Her heart was pounding.
    "Then don't block me out." She countered.
    "Do as you're told and I won't."
    Whitney heard the double meaning in the statement. Her panties grew damp and her pussy clenched. It liked the sound of that. She nodded.
    "Agreed."
    Simon nodded and swallowed. Then, he released her and stepped back, moving back towards the door. Whitney was stunned. What was going on?
    She followed him, slamming the door shut as he opened it.
    "Where do you think you're going?"
    "To cool off." Simon's eyes were still glowing. "We barely know each other. You don't want me pawing you."
    Whitney looked him over. Everything in his body was tense, coiled ready to spring. His jeans looked rather tight around the crotch and Whitney saw the impressive ridge pressing against the zipper.
    She licked her lips. Simon