Rae, Beverly - Chasing Cally [Night Runner Werewolves 2] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Special Edition) by Beverly Rae Read Free Book Online Page A

“There’s my cue. I’ll catch you later, okay?” Letting her hand glide down his shoulder, she hurried away.
    “Catch me later? What the hell does that mean?” Max gnawed on his lower lip. What the hell was wrong? Had she lied when she’d said she’d forgiven him for pushing her to go to her place? Granted, they’d never agreed to be exclusive, even if he’d assumed as much. He stewed for a moment, breathing deeper to control the tightness creeping up his spine. The animal inside growled, itching to claw its way out and take her. But he had to take it easy. After all, he had no claim on her. Yet.
    Cally rushed behind the counter, stepped onto a stool, then hopped on top of the bar. Three other girls joined her and formed a line. Together, they tapped their boots and put their backs to the audience. The crowd whistled and cheered, encouraging the girls.
    Max sat back, crossed his arms, and tried to stuff down the unfamiliar feeling of envy. Finding his intended mate was one thing. Having to watch a room full of strangers lust after her was way too hard. Still, he couldn’t deny it. She was something to watch.
    Cally and the girls bent over, their heads between their legs, their smiles alluring and enticing. Whipping her head up, she spun around and bumped her hip out then pretended to shoot everyone with an imaginary pistol. Blowing pretend smoke from her fingertip, she sauntered down the mahogany top of the bar, going through the routine with ease.
    Max smiled whenever she glanced his way, but he wasn’t sure if she smiled back at him or if it was just part of the show. Her long, tanned legs made his mouth water. Maybe it wouldn’t happen tonight, but he’d have her legs wrapped around him soon. Either that or he’d die of frustration.
    The song ended, and Cally and the girls waved their thanks to the crowd. Max watched her, enjoying the way her full breasts filled out her shirt as she gracefully slipped to the floor. Instead of coming toward him, however, she headed toward the restrooms.
    He had to talk to her again. Maybe he could convince her to change her plans and come out with him instead. Tossing money down to pay for his drinks, he strode toward the hallway.
    “Hey, Cally.”
    She spun around, surprise lifting her eyebrows. Scanning the area around her, she joked, “We need to stop meeting like this.”
    “At least this time you don’t have a jerk bothering you.”
    She laughed, the sound twinkling like chimes blowing in the wind. “True, and thanks to you, I can powder my nose in safety.”
    He eased near her, then pressed a palm to her cheek. “I wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed spending time with you this week. And I don’t mean just your singing.” He grinned and inched nearer.
    “Yeah. I did, too.”
    “I really want to see you again tonight.” He hoped she could see his desire, his yearning for more than mere sex. If not, he’d have to prove it to her.
    The tip of her tongue peeked out from between her pink lips. “I’d like to, but I’ve got something else to do.”
    “Then blow off whatever it is and come with me.”
    “I can’t. I made a commitment.”
    “What do you mean? What kind of commitment?” She couldn’t get involved with anyone else. Not now that he’d finally found her.
    She hesitated then stiffened. “I don’t think it’s any of your business.”
    “Why are you always saying that? Besides, it is now.” He tried, but he couldn’t keep his irritation out of his tone. “You’ve got a date, right?”
    She moved away from him, shooting him a wary look. “Who said anything about a—” She stopped, then let out a huge exasperated breath. “Maybe you need to leave.”
    He ground out his words, angry that the conversation had gone so far off track. “Fine. I’ll leave. But not before I do this.”
    He grazed his palm along her cheek to cup her neck then tugged her to him. She gasped in the same second his mouth covered hers, depriving her of