Sold To The Bears (A BBW Paranormal Romance Book 1)

Sold To The Bears (A BBW Paranormal Romance Book 1) by Amira Rain, Simply Shifters Read Free Book Online

Book: Sold To The Bears (A BBW Paranormal Romance Book 1) by Amira Rain, Simply Shifters Read Free Book Online
Authors: Amira Rain, Simply Shifters
between two brothers, and she refuses to make one, we've found a way to force her to choose right away. We've found that giving a choice between picking one or sharing a bed with both until she does is awfully effective. That's why I told you you'll be sharing a bed with both Grant and Adrian tonight unless you choose."
     
    I'd somehow completely forgotten all about that part.
     
    Mil pushed the pitcher of Bloody Mary to the side and placed both of her slim fingered-hands on the bar. "You see, we realize sharing a bed might be a fantasy for many women, but very few women are willing to actually indulge that fantasy in real life. It's too intimidating. Particularly for younger women. So, most of the young women that come here make a choice between the two brothers or family members very quickly, rather than have a fantasy they're not quite certain they want in real life become a reality that's thrust upon them. Double entendre heartily intended."
     
    A laugh burst out of my mouth before I could stop it. It had truly been involuntary. Mil's little joke, which she'd delivered with a deadpan expression, had taken me completely by surprise.
     
    She looked at me with her dark eyes twinkling. "So you can laugh. That's good. And while you're in such a good mood, I'll tell you a bit about Grant and Adrian to help you make your choice. Because something tells me not much conversation went on during the trip here. But first...well, let's do a shot. Just because. Just because there's still a few shots left in the fifth, and if we don't use them up, I might be tempted to add them to the pitcher, and we don't want the Bloody Marys at brunch to be too strong."
     
    She gave me the tiniest of winks before grabbing two shot glasses, setting them on the counter, and began pouring vodka into each of them. Almost against my will, I was beginning to like her more and more.
     
    She glanced up at me. "Do you drink? If you don't, don't feel like you have to do a shot with me."
     
    I gave my head a little shake. "No, I want to. I drink only sometimes, but right now...."
     
    I couldn't even finish the thought. My brain was too preoccupied thinking about the fact that I was actually allowing myself to have a conversation with Mil. Like I had with Adrian, and to an extent, Grant, I wondered if she was playing some sort of a game. Trying to earn my trust before betraying it somehow.
     
    She handed me a shot glass. "But right now, you could use a stiff drink."
     
    I nodded. "Yes."
     
    It was definitely the truth. I slugged back my shot in one gulp.
     
    Mil did the same and then began pouring us Bloody Marys in tall glasses. "We can get a head start on brunch."
     
    That sounded just fine to me.
     
    After filling our glasses, she pulled a bar stool over from one corner of the behind-the-bar area, had a seat on it, and picked up her glass. "So. Some details about Grant and Adrian. Oh, but even before, I should tell you some details even before those details. I should tell you why Samuel isn't a part of this...why he's not an option to pick."
     
    I had kind of wondered. I knew he had children, but I hadn't seen a wedding ring on his finger.
     
    Mil took a sip of her Bloody Mary and set the glass on the bar. "Very sadly, Samuel's wife Amy died from cancer a few years ago. Our doctors here have all the most advanced medical technology from Ashcrest, though there are some things that still can't be cured. Amy's cancer was one of those things, and Samuel was devastated by her death, and that's putting it mildly. He's not yet ready to try to find love again, and he may never be. Which is why Grant and Adrian are the two brothers you have to choose from."
     
    I took a long, thirsty drink of my Bloody Mary, a bit pleasantly lightheaded from the shot I'd done, but also strangely tense at the same time. Hearing about Samuel's wife had bothered me, and not just because what had happened was so very sad. It bothered me because Samuel being so devastated

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