For Your Paws Only (Supernatural Enforcers Agency #2)

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Book: For Your Paws Only (Supernatural Enforcers Agency #2) by E A Price Read Free Book Online
Authors: E A Price
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Adult, Werewolves, Werewolves & Shifters, Erotic Romance Fiction, Shifter, Enforcer
his left cheek. “That sounds wonderful. Lead the way.”
    She did, self-consciously aware that he was following behind and ogling her butt. Her big, round butt . Not that there was anything wrong with it, it just wasn’t her favorite feature, and she’d never actually met a man who showed it quite the same appreciation Rick was doing. He’d only met her ten minutes ago – he certainly wasn’t wasting any time!
    Her little beast huffed. The prickly little being did not like this lion shifter one bit. Lucie, on the other hand, couldn’t make up her mind. He certainly seemed charming and open, but his flirtiness was a little unnerving. Sure, plenty of men had flirted with her, but they’d never come on quite so strong, nor did they emit such powerful vibes as Rick. He was definitely a strong shifter, maybe even an alpha personality.
    As they got in the elevator, Lucie suddenly became all too aware of just how tiny the metal box was. But, then again, she’d never been inside one with such a huge lion shifter who seemed more than a little determined to brush up against her.
    “So, umm, are you married? Or do you have a significant other?” she asked trying to sound casual. She may have just missed it and instead sounded breathier than Jessica Rabbit.
    Rick chuckled. “I’m single. I moved back here to be near my sister, she just had twins, and I want to spend time with my family. I’m looking to settle down and start my own family.”
    Oh! She and her hedgehog quivered. Those were such wonderful words to hear. She just wished they were coming out of the mouth of a stubborn wolf shifter. She wondered if she could introduce him to Cutter, maybe he would be a good influence.
    “Umm, why don’t we start with the gym?”
    “Perfect, I like to work out every day if possible. If I don’t, then I like to go sailing on my yacht.”
    Of course he did. He couldn’t just be handsome, charming and a doctor, apparently he had to be rich, too. This guy was Mr. Perfect. Or rather, Doctor Perfect.
    Oh, he was definitely going to be popular with the female denizens of the building.
    *
    Cutter kicked a stone with his scuffed boot and huffed as it ricocheted off a dumpster. He was trying to replay how their hedgehog victim had been murdered, while trying to forget his own hedgehog shifter problems.
    His wolf had, uncharacteristically, opted to give him the silent treatment over what happened last night. Cutter didn’t like to admit it, but it was a welcome change from dealing with an almost unmanageably loud wolf. But he certainly didn’t want it to become a regular occurrence. He’d met shifters who had lost touch with their animals and were forced to live as humans. The haunted looks on their faces said it all – it was like losing your soul .
    A very hungover Dale and an extremely unimpressed Primrose had been dispatched to re-interview the toucan bride’s family. The more he thought about the case, the more he was certain that their victim had faked her own death. There was too much that didn’t fit, and he didn’t like the fact that they didn’t have a body. Who could just walk around a wedding carrying a corpse? Although, the bride seemed to have disappeared in the middle of it, so maybe it wasn’t that hard for something odd to go unnoticed.
    His hope was that the obnoxious agents would somehow irritate a confession out of one of the bride’s nearest and dearest. Hell, twenty minutes alone with the two agents might even tempt one of them to confess to being Jack the Ripper.
    Avery stared at him, hands on hips. The sun glinted off her aviator shades. “Are we ready yet?”
    “Settle down, Topgun,” grumbled Cutter. “We want to get this right if it ever gets to court.”
    Wayne smirked and crossed his sinewy arms over his chest. “Since when do you care about that? You usually terrify suspects into volunteering themselves onto death row.”
    “Since I became the boss,” he snapped.
    Avery grimaced. “Remind

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