Southern Shifters: Stick Shifter (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Moxie North Read Free Book Online Page A

My sister Layla is married, and she and her husband live nearby. My two other sisters are nutty, obnoxious, and adorable. They are close in age and are spoiled rotten. I think they just have been playing dress up too long. I have high hopes for them someday.”
    “You live with your parents?” Delaney wasn’t surprised by this. She’d lived with her dad until her recent move to the studio apartment above the garage.
    “Sort of. I keep a suite at the hotel. I work so much and often through the night that I’m more of a nomad. When I need a break from the hotel, I crash at my parents’ house. There is always someone there, and I like getting away from the noise and glare of downtown.”
    “That’s nice that you have such a big family,” she offered.
    Will didn’t know how to explain just how big his family actually was. His pack was the largest in the area. Almost everyone in the Klein cougar pack worked in one of the family’s companies. It was an empire full of shifters, not that he’d be able to explain that to her yet.
    “So, how many more runs do you have planned?” Delaney switched to car talk since it was easier than family.
    “Well, I had dozens planned. But now it all depends,” he said.
    “On what? Your car will be ready to go tomorrow.”
    “On whether or not I have company. I find the thought of hitting the Dragon on my own sounding very lonely all of a sudden. You like driving it?”
    “Sure, although I usually ride it,” she said, not looking at him.
    “Ride it? You ride?” Will was surprised to hear this, although he really shouldn’t be. Delaney was his perfect mate. Of course, she would love to drive and ride motorcycles. Just like him.
    “I live near a road that has three hundred eighteen turns in eleven miles. Hells yes, I ride. I have a Ninja 300 that I take out on nice days.”
    The image of her stretched over the top of a slick motorcycle had Will shifting to relieve the pressure on the zipper of his jeans. He could just imagine her dressed in black leather with her hair flying behind her. It was a very sexy image.
    “Maybe I can ride with you this week?” Will wanted to make his dreams a reality.
    Delaney would freaking love that. But nobody drove her motorcycle, and she’d be damned if she’d take the bitch seat. Then again, the thought of wrapping around the man sitting next to her as they sped through the mountain had its merits.
    “How about tomorrow? You busy?”
    “After your car, there isn’t much on the schedule. Should be sunny. I’d love to go. It’s been ages.” Delaney knew she should say thanks for dinner and have a nice life. But this man was too hunky to push away. So what was the harm in a few days flirtation? It could be a good time. Something to carry her through the summer of working in a hot garage, breathing in fumes.
    “Excellent, after lunch? I could take you out somewhere. Not that eating on the grass is bad. But somewhere we could eat with metal utensils wouldn’t be bad.”
    “No, although Styrofoam does give the food that extra special taste,” she said with a giggle.
    “You have a nice laugh. It makes your face light up. Did you know that?” Will asked, leaning over as he brushed a stray piece of hair away from her face. His finger just brushed her cheekbone, and his cat roared in his head as her eyes got big from his touch.
    “What am I going to do with you?” he murmured under his breath.
    “Do you need to do something with me?” Delaney asked, her voice a little breathless from the static shock of his touch.
    “Oh yes, I need to do something with you, Delaney. I like you. I want to get to know you. I know when something is too precious to pass up. You’re a gem, and any man that doesn’t give you the time and attention you deserve is an idiot. I’ve never thought of myself as an idiot.”
    Delaney watched him as his hand touched her cheek lightly again. “You want to date? For the next week?”
    “To start. After that, we can