Forbidden Hunger (Lee County Wolves Book 1) by Teresa Gabelman Read Free Book Online Page A

smile. “I will tell him that her will see him when her is damn good and ready.”
    Janna covered her laugh with her hand as Hunter closed the door behind him. Glancing to her left, she saw that Garrett was staring at her oddly. “What?”
    “You have a nice laugh,” he grunted before heading to the kitchen.
    “Ah, thanks.” Janna tilted her head, watching him walk away while wondering about that little statement. Figuring he expected her to follow, she did and was surprised when she walked into the kitchen. A small table with a romantic setting for two, down to lit candles, warmed the small kitchen. She felt really bad for the redhead Roxy. “I’m sorry your night was ruined with your girlfriend.”
    Garrett was also looking at the table, but with a frown. “It wasn’t ruined.” He blew out the candles then stood straight, rolling his shoulders. “And Roxy is not my girlfriend.”
    Cocking her eyebrow, she looked at the table again. “Anyone tell her that?”
    “Actually, yes, repeatedly,” Garrett grunted again, turning off the stove before opening the oven door looking in.
    Dropping her bag, Janna sat down at the small island bar that sat in the middle of the small kitchen. The aroma of whatever was in the oven hit her full force, her stomach growled loudly. Loudly enough that Garrett looked up at her from his bent position at the stove. She watched as he pulled out a large pan of lasagna. The cheese was browned to a perfect golden color and bubbled with juicy sauce. She watched him set the lasagna on the burners before bending again, taking out a steaming loaf of bread and setting it next to the lasagna. He looked at her again as he grabbed one of the plates off the table, handing it to her.
    “I’m fine.” Janna shook her head, not taking the plate. “I’m not hungry.”
    “And you are a liar.” He brought the plate closer to her, urging her to take it. “Your stomach proved that. They probably heard it down the street.”
    “That was rude to bring up.” Janna frowned, still refusing the plate. “And I am not eating something a woman made for you with romantic intentions. There’s a woman’s code for something like that. It’s not right.”
    “A woman’s code?” This time Garrett cocked his eyebrow with a laugh. “God help us.”
    “If God can’t, we women will have to.” Janna shot back.
    “Suit yourself.” Garrett shrugged, taking the plate and digging into a big slab of lasagna before breaking off a hunk of bread. Setting his plate down across from her, he went to the refrigerator, poured himself a large glass of milk, and then sat down.
    “Milk?” Janna looked from the glass surprised to Garrett. “Really?”
    “Does a body good.” He raised the tall glass, drinking half of it down in one drink.
    “It sure does.” Janna sighed, watching the muscles in his throat work as he finished the milk.
    Garrett glanced at her, putting the glass down. “What?”
    “I ah…” Crap she said that aloud. She watched as he started to eat, and then frowned. “I can’t believe you are eating the food she made after being so mean to her.” Janna watched as Garrett shoveled in the delicious looking food, actually catching herself licking her lips. His eyes rose from his plate catching her doing just that. She watched as he took another fork full of cheesy lasagna, bringing it to his lips. Slowly, he put it in his mouth, chewing it with his eyes closed.
    “It is not my fault that women break into my home, cook dinner, and then expects something from me that they are not going to get,” he finally responded after a long swig of milk. “And anyone who knows anything about wolves, knows it’s against our religion to let any food go to waste.”
    “Women?” Janna said surprised.
    “Yeah, women,” Garrett grunted, breaking off another chuck of bread and slathering it with butter. “I never know what I’m going to find when I walk into my house.”
    Janna’s eyes couldn’t stay off