Entangled Interaction

Entangled Interaction by Cheyenne Meadows Read Free Book Online

Book: Entangled Interaction by Cheyenne Meadows Read Free Book Online
Authors: Cheyenne Meadows
Tags: paranormal crime comedy erotic romance
about him being able to read minds. I am in so much doo-doo.
    "Yes, you are." The corner of his mouth kicked up as mischief sparkled in his eyes.
    I clamped my mouth shut, lowered my eyes, and stood there like a bump on a pickle, not sure what to do or say. Naked men made me nervous. No topic came to mind to ramble about. I had to pee, felt on the verge of serious embarrassment, and the frozen tundra outside looked fairly inviting. Although I made a mental note to stay away from the cliff. Bear might be too tempted to give me a shove.
    Bear appeared to forgive me for the moment. Although, I had a feeling that he wasn't finished planning out the Yeti and the Shy porn movie. "You can poof?"
    I nodded.
    Cannibal stepped into the conversation easily. "You should go with her sometime. It will be an eye-opening experience. Guaranteed." His lips twitched.
    I grumbled under my breath, while shooting the Enforcer a look of warning.
    He grinned evilly and continued. "In fact, go ahead. I can watch over the food."
    Bear looked from Cannibal to me, then back to Cannibal again. "You want me to go with her way too much. There has to be some catch."
    Cannibal shrugged.
    "You can poof, we've established that," Bear reiterated. "The next question is can you actually hit your target?"
    With a sigh, I nodded before clarifying. "I… well… yes… sometimes. Mostly. Maybe."
    Bear glanced over at Cannibal. "She's a walking disaster all around, isn't she?"
    "Hey!" I straightened my back and placed my hands on my hips. My brow furrowed as I tapped my toe on the floor.
    Cannibal shrugged. "Yeah, and I'm stuck with her."
    Bear tsked and shook his head. "Talk about a torturous hell on earth."
    "Hello. The 'walking disaster' is standing right here!" I glared at them both, ignoring Bear's total nudity and Cannibal's partial. Who cared about dangly parts when I really wanted to take that skillet and whap them both upside the head?
    Snorting derisively, I stomped toward the refrigerator, intent on earning my keep by helping with dinner.
    "Now what are you doing?" Bear asked, taking a wary step backward.
    "I'm going to see what vegetables you have. Then I'll chop them up and cook…"
    Long arms bracketed my sides, pinning me against the kitchen counter. My nose rested about an inch from his chest, giving me a nice close up of the light blond curly hairs there.
    The low rumble in his throat garnered my attention. Looking up, I found ice blue eyes boring into mine. I squirmed.
    "There is one thing that I want to make very clear to you." He spoke slowly, in a loud whisper, sounding all the more ominous. "You have done enough damage to me already. Under no circumstances will you wield a knife in this kitchen." Leaning downward and in, he flashed his fangs. "Do you understand?"
    Unable to find my voice, I bobbed my head, pushing back against the solid counter, trying to put a tiny bit more space between us.
    He paused for another long moment before speaking. "Good."
    I glanced out the corner of my eye, saw Cannibal standing there with his arms crossed over his chest. A rescue of the damsel in distress, namely me, didn't appear to be on his agenda or in my near future.
    Pulling my arms up, I pushed both palms against the shifter's chest and gave a tentative shove. He didn't budge.
    Instead, his head lowered as his eyes locked on my lips. I began to hyperventilate.
    I wanted his kiss, right? Yummy bear Yetis were hard to come by, and who knew the next time we might trek to the middle of nowhere to find one. He obviously found me attractive and worth some energy testing out his manly stamina. The part poking me in the belly made his thoughts on the matter apparent. Maybe he made magic in bed. Perhaps some women begged for his attentions after a single kiss.
    I shuddered and a whimper escaped. I don't want to be a Yeti addict. I'm a modern woman, after all. I just met the guy. What if he just wanted me for my body? What about Cannibal? You can't just tell one guy

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