Curves & Alphas: A Paranormal Box Set: (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) by Willow Brooks Read Free Book Online

myself.
     
    “Hmm, I’ll have to thank this Matt or Mike once I figure out who she was talking about. Pretty common name.”
     
    He paused then, and I busied myself by rubbing my hands together as if they were cold rather than shaking.
     
    “How about I call a friend of mine with a pizza shop, pick us up a pie, and then head to your place?” He offered. “I’ll just need the directions and how you like your pizza.”
     
    “Pizza, anyway it comes,” I admitted with barely any heat rising to my full cheeks.
     
    For once, I didn’t care if someone thought I looked this way due to too much pizza or whatever food had been spoken of. With him, I was going to be me, even if this mysterious version of myself. I gave him directions to my place, and then watched him walk to his car. Locking the door, I belted myself in and prayed he’d show up. Apparently, the real me had only lingered in the background waiting for her chance to pounce on my current dream.

Chapter Four
    At home, I busied myself, worked off anxious energy by brushing my teeth, fluffing my long dark curls, and re-applying my make-up. Fidgeting by adjusting my dress around my curves, I surveyed my appearance from all angles in my full-length mirror. In my mind, I heard him call me ‘beautiful’ again. I wouldn’t doubt him. Maybe big girls were his preference. Stranger things could happen. Look at my wolf.
     
    I stopped then. I no longer saw myself in the mirror. Trembles took over my body as I let myself deal with the fact that I’d deemed that beast my protector. More important, I believed my brain. I’d stopped fighting the image, the reality of that moment in time.
     
    A strange realization dawned on me. Somehow, the profound meanings wrapped in mournful harmonies of his music had changed my memory, or at least the way I looked at it. I’d found some peace. Several of his songs had been about being someone’s protector. He’d spoken of being a harsh savior, a man in the shadows, as well as a guy who could never have his girl. I couldn’t shake the way his music had spoken to me, made me accept so much about myself as if he knew me, had written just what I’d needed to hear. Such a connection with anyone in this life, it had to be a gift.
     
    I stood there staring into space until a light knock on my front door roused me. Trembles turned to quivers with the realization that this savior, tonight’s, a man not beast, stood waiting for me at my door.
     
    “Pizza delivery,” he stated with a grin as he held up the pizza like a trophy.
     
    “That was fast,” I congratulated him.
     
    “Ah, I know the guy. Well, also, he owes me a few favors, and tonight I asked him to start paying up.”
     
    “Well, smells good. Come on in,” I gestured him toward my living room. “Make yourself comfortable in there, and I’ll grab some plates and napkins.”
     
    “Great.”
     
    I thought the same as I watched his ass walk away from me. I’d never tire of that view. That thing was tight in two perfectly rounded globes. If I so much as got to run my hands over them tonight, I’d call this my best date ever. I’d never had a real relationship, but I’d had my limited-by-choice share of awful dates. Never had one of those men had an ass even close to his. You couldn’t just judge a guy by his backside, but the view didn’t hurt.
     
    “You want a beer?” I croaked.
     
    “Sure. Whatever you got. I’m not picky. Never met a beer I couldn’t get down,” he laughed. “I may have choked a little, but I’ve gotten it down.”
     
    “I don’t have anything fancy, an amber ale,” I said as I shrugged and handed him the bottle.
     
    As he opened the box and put a piece on each of the two paper plates I’d set out, he asked, “So what do you do for a living, Christina?”
     
    “Oh, I’m just a secretary,” I offered, then bit into my pizza to avoid further depiction.
     
    “There is no such thing as just an anything, my father always