Laurie's Wolves by Becca Jameson Read Free Book Online

ambled his way and took a seat next to him, their bodies aligning and touching all down the one side. Immediately, she inhaled a sharp breath. It was taxing being in the same small space with him. Touching him was downright cruel. Every cell in her body jumped to attention. “Go on. You sound a little pissed.”
    Zach set his elbows on his knees and lowered his face to the ground. “Not pissed. Just surprised.”
    “About what?”
    “My mom called Corbin, who volunteered to bring you a spare pair of skis and a few provisions.”
    “Sounds…like…a…nice…guy.” What was she missing? “Oh.” Her spine went straight. Fate had her ways…
    “Yeah. Oh.”
    She reached out and threaded her fingers in his thick brown hair, something she’d wanted to do from the second she met him that morning. “Please tell me you like Corbin.” What a coincidence. A Native American man just happens to be bringing us some supplies. Why am I not shocked?
    He tilted his face her way and smiled slowly. “Corbin’s a great guy. You’ll love him.”
    “ You , Zach. Do you like him?”
    “I do.” He sat straighter, dislodging her grip on his hair. He wrapped both of his hands around hers and set his forehead against hers. “I’m just surprised. All this wondering. Waiting. I was picturing a stranger for some reason.”
    “We can’t know for sure…” Though she had to admit, it was kind of destined. What were the chances Corbin wasn’t their third? Slim to none. “If this is our path, we’ll handle it.”
    “We will.”
    “At least it isn’t that Brock guy you don’t care for.” She grinned.
    “True. I’m grateful for that. What are you? Glass-half-full girl?” He smiled back.
    “Maybe…” A knock sounded at the door. Laurie jerked. “That was fast.”
    Zach pulled himself to standing and took three strides to reach the door. The snow was coming down so hard outside, it was a wonder the snow-covered man on the tiny porch had been able to find them.
    She stood and stepped closer, wiping her palms on her thighs. He was completely covered in gear. The only thing she could ascertain at first was his height. Tall. Almost as tall as Zach, and Zach seemed to be about six feet.
    Corbin had already stabbed two pairs of skis into the ground next to Zach’s—his and the spare pair he brought her. He also wore a large backpack. Amazing how he’d managed all that without losing his balance in the storm. But she imagined anyone who lived and skied in the area all their life would have far more skills than she could ever hope for.
    “Come in, Archers.” Zach stepped back.
    Corbin shook an immense amount of snow off his body before stepping gingerly into the cabin.
    She knew he was trying not to soak the place.
    He tugged off his gloves, dropped them inside the door, and then pushed the door shut. His goggles came next, and then his face mask. When he lifted his head, he took a visible deep breath, opened his mouth to speak, and then stopped dead.
    His eyes widened. He shut his lips, seeming to hold his breath. Slowly his eyes closed and his shoulders slumped. “Shit.”
    “Yeah.” Zach reached for the straps of the backpack Corbin wore and slid it off his back.
    Laurie’s chest pounded. She rubbed her hands together and glanced back and forth between the men. “Okay, now, this is getting a little disconcerting. I don’t feel all warm and fuzzy.”
    Clearly, and not surprisingly, this man was her other mate. It would help if he behaved a little less than displeased.
    Zach set the backpack on the floor, reached out a hand, and tugged her into his side. He kissed her forehead. “Sorry. I didn’t mean it that way.”
    Corbin lifted his face. His lips were pursed. He blinked. “Fuck me.” For long moments, he stared at her.
    She returned the gesture, taking in his nearly black hair, brown eyes that were the lightest shade she’d ever seen, and his perfectly chiseled, square face. He was clean shaven and equally as