Geek Bear (Bear Shifter Paranormal Romance) (Rescue Bears Book 6) by Scarlett Grove Read Free Book Online Page B

fascinating stuff.”
    “Then you know it is almost like torture to resist the urge to mate with you. And that is the very reason we must resist that urge. It isn’t logical or rational. It’s pure animal instinct that wants to control us both for the rest of our lives.”
    “I totally get it,” Willow said, taking a drink of her rosé and staring into the red flames of the bonfire.
    Part of her wanted to give in to her animal instincts and let them control her for the rest of her life. When it came to making love, she didn’t know if there could be anything better than that. She took another sip of wine and set down her glass, looking at Corey.
    Willow threaded her fingers together and set her hands on the table in front of her, waiting for him to say something else. Having him close like this was too difficult to manage if he didn’t want to be with her.
    “I wanted to know if there was anything I could do to help you. I have computer skills that could be useful in a number of different ways. I might be able to assist you in some way, to make up for what my crew did to you.”
    “I’m not angry at your crew. You don’t have to do anything.”
    “It would honestly make me feel better,” Corey said, putting his hand to his heart. “It’s the least I can do.”
    Willow sighed and then squinted her eyes at him, trying to size him up. Could he really help her? He was supposedly great with computers. You could do a lot of stuff with computers nowadays. Maybe there was a way he could find her stalker’s identity so she could get a restraining order or something.
    “I do have something you might be able to help with, but I don’t know if it’s what you had in mind.”
    “What is it?”
    She let out a long breath. “I have a stalker,” she said. “He somehow knows that I ghostwrite this famous author’s books.”
    “What does this stalker do?”
    Willow wasn’t sure she wanted to talk to Corey about her problem. But maybe he could help. No one else had been able to.
    “He sends me serial killer letters. You know, with all the different letters cut out of magazines? They have quotes from my novels. Sexy, romantic passages. It leads me to believe he’s romantically interested in me, which is scary, as you might imagine. The cops haven’t helped, and it’s just getting worse. I can’t even work.”
    “Why haven’t the cops found this stalker of yours?”
    “They say they don’t have enough evidence.”
    “Typical… If he sent you letters through the US Mail, I could find him in an afternoon.”
    “Really?” she asked.
    “Yeah.”
    A lodge employee walked by and handed Willow a marshmallow stick and a bowl of marshmallows. She’d been wanting to roast marshmallows. It was one of those things she hadn’t done in years. The girl had handed the same set up to Corey, and he was looking down at it like he was lost.
    She slid out of her bench and walked around to the bonfire where she held a marshmallow over the coals. Corey walked up beside her and held his marshmallow next to hers. The music played over the speakers and people were dancing.
    A toddler was bouncing to the rhythm while his mom roasted a marshmallow nearby. A group of college age girls were dancing and drinking wine with a group of college boys. An old couple were holding hands in fold out chairs near the fire. Moms and dads were laughing with their children at the picnic tables.
    Willow pulled her roasted marshmallow out of the fire and pulled it off her stick. Corey did the same and they sampled the hot treat at the same time.
    “I can’t remember the last time I did this,” Corey said.
    “Me either. I never do this kind of thing anymore.”
    “Roast marshmallows?”
    “Anything, really.”
    “I have the same problem. It’s good to get out, though. Don’t you think?” Corey asked.
    “That’s why I’m here.”
    “You might be on to something. I hope your work turns around for you. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
    “Okay,”