Mind Mates (Pull of the Moon Book 2) by Mary Hughes Read Free Book Online

buzzing.
    “Here.” Dr. Light pressed cool plastic into her hand. “Here’s an extra phone you can use.” He paused. “Emma, I reserved a stateroom, but you need the quiet more than me. I can share with Pan. Tell you what. Give me a moment to collect my carry-on, and the stateroom is all yours.”
    She thought about rejecting his offer, about lying and saying “I’m fine” for exactly as long as it took to focus on his face.
    He gazed at her so seriously through his glasses that his normally blue-green eyes had gone ice-silver, like a light straight into her brain. The one guy who’d tried to lie to that look? He’d gotten fired.
    “Okay.” She hefted a breath. “Yes, I could use a bit of quiet. Thanks. I appreciate this, Dr. Light.”
    His eyes warmed back to the color of a moonlit Mediterranean sea, and he gave her that quick grin of his. “We’re not at work now, Emma. You can call me Gabriel.”
    “Oh, I…well.” Truthfully, she’d wanted to taste his name on her lips. “Thank you, Gabriel.”
    His smile heated, almost intimate.
    Until his phone rang. He pulled it out of a pocket and scowled at the display. “My brother-in-law. I have to take this. On second thought, I’ll leave the carry-on in the stateroom so you can freshen up if you need. Just let me pick up my laptop and a few things to occupy me. Give me, say, ten minutes? I’ll come back with the key.” He pressed the phone to his ear. “Gabriel Light.”
    She watched him stride away, head and shoulders above the crowd. When he moved, he was so graceful, so perfectly proportioned, that she forgot he was really a giant of a man at almost six and a half feet, more than a foot taller than her.
    Here, it was terribly, deliciously obvious.
    Grasping the phone he’d given her—and she wasn’t surprised at all that their nerd king had a spare cell phone—she sank into the only empty chair, on the other side of the cabin from the nursing mother, beside a snoring businessman. She thought about starting her phone calls but was too wrung out.
    Then she thought of Bruiser in that monster truck, furious as hell and only fifteen minutes away from the compound. His first act returning would be to take out his frustration on something—or someone. Probably on her things, but maybe on anyone in the way.
    She grabbed the phone and got hold of a pack cousin, a compound neighbor who’d been kind. The female had given Emma a heads-up about Bruiser when she first arrived in Michigan. Emma had brought everything with her from her mother’s house in Wisconsin, leaving only a few clothes behind for visits home. But when she was negotiating to become part of Bruiser’s pack, the kindly female had taken her aside for a furtive whisper.
    “Store anything you really want to keep. All assets are pack assets as far as Bruiser is concerned.” His assets.
    Emma had boxed her few small treasures, books for the most part, and shipped them home.
    Now she told her pack cousin to get the word out about Bruiser, then hide. If Emma’s bills and plants were shredded…well, she’d deal.
    Tentatively she began to tell her pack cousin about the harem abuse. The female started acting cold. Emma was floundering when Gabriel dropped off the stateroom key. She nodded gratefully to him. He gave her a quick smile and strode away.
    After Emma got her pack cousin’s promise to be careful, she hung up with a sigh. She’d done all she could from here. She’d have to think of another champion to help the harem.
    Save them, like Dr. Light had saved her.
    Tucking the phone in a pocket, she wondered again how he’d managed that as beside her, the businessman’s snore droned on. Dr. Light must’ve come to the condo complex and happened to see her being hustled out. Or if not her, he’d seen Bruiser. Hell, nobody could miss that hairy shovel-faced male.
    Although she still couldn’t figure out how Dr. Light had known she was in trouble in the first place.
    The young mother