Go Fetch!
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She backed up again. Youre not going to make this easy on me, are you, Viking?
He took another step forward. Not on your life, Kendrick.
She backed up once again and slammed into a dresser. She held her arm up as if to ward him off. Stay!
And he did.
Look, youre an unnaturally large, good-looking guy. Im sure there are a plethora of women out there who would be perfect for you.
Personally, I like women who can successfully use plethora in a sentence.
Dammit, the bastard made her smile. She hated that. Especially when he smiled back. He was truly gorgeous. And as dangerous as they come.
Forcing her smile under control, Im going to take a shower. So you need to piss off. She walked to the bathroom and as she stepped into the luxurious and huge room, she realized Conall stood behind her. Okay. Now this was just getting creepy.
She turned around. Is there something else?
No. Not at all.
Okay. Well, Im going to take a showerby myself.
Great. They stared at each other. She couldnt understand what the fuck he was grinning at. Then, finally, with a low chuckle he asked, You do know this is my bathroom?
Miki closed her eyes. What?
Yeah. In fact, this is my room.
She gritted her teeth. Great. That wonderful smell on the neatly made bed had been Conall. And who the fuck made their bed these days anyway? Miki didnt make her bed unless she was changing the sheets.
She told me it was the second door on the right.
Actually, yours is third. Right next door.
Of course it is. She would kill Sara.
But, please, feel free to stay. Take all the showers you want. I can help with the soap.
Images of that danced through her besotted brain and it felt as if someone squeezed her lungs because she was having a lot of trouble breathing.
Well, thats very neighborly of you, Viking. But Ill just go to my own room.
He wasnt completely blocking her way, but she had to slide against him to get out of the bathroom and she felt that connection all the way down to her toes. She almost moaned.
Well, see you at dinner, she squeaked out.
Then she ran.
Conall didnt care how his Alpha felt about it; he was going to give Sara the biggest kiss he could. Coming back to his room only to find his ultimate sexual fantasy spread eagle, face down on his bed was more than any man could ask for. Would dare hope for. And when she started smelling his comforter, he thought he might come in his jeans.
The woman did things to him without even trying. It seemed like he had no self-control around her. When he first saw her,hed had no intention of touching her. In fact, hed purposely stayed away when she arrived. Sara told him if he met Miki at the airport or greeted her at the door, shed freak. So he wanted to give her a chance to relax before he pounced. But once he smelled her again, he just couldnt keep his hands off her.
If this got any worse, he might start humping her leg.
He closed his bedroom door and took a deep breath. Just the scent of her got him hard. And it didnt help she looked so good. It had only been six months, but he was positive she actually looked even hotter. Her curly hair a little longer, now reaching just above her shoulders, and her skin looked as soft if not softer than when he last saw her.
Miki simply lookedbeautiful. And her body felt amazing. When he held her and when she brushed up against him on her way out the doorhe kept imagining that body naked and in all sorts of positions with his.
And the thought of her in his shower. With him soaping those breasts, those legs, that ass.
Damn. Wrong thought, he growled to himself as he headed to his shower.
* * *
Miki had just pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt, pushing her wet hair out of her face, when Sara knocked on her door and stuck her head in.
Hey. Dinners here.
Miki grabbed Sara by her T-shirt, snatched her into the room, and slammed the door.
What the hell?
You sent me to Conalls room, you bitch!
Did I? Huh. How did I make that mistake? Sara ducked as a bottle of shampoo flew at her head. Jesus Christ, woman! Calm yourself!
Stop trying to set me up with him!
Im just trying to get you laid Put it down! Miki debated whether to chuck the hairbrush in her hand at her best friend. After a good thirty seconds, she lowered her arm and Sara smiled. So you went to his room. Whats the big deal?
Miki glared. He found me face down on his bed smelling his comforter.
Sara choked then exploded into laughter. Miki raised her brush again. Okay. Okay. Im sorry. Dude, Im so sorry. I didnt think youd get socomfortable so quickly.
Bottom line is you and Angelina need to back off.
Sara took a deep breath. Darlin, I dont see the problem. Hes hot. Hes straight. Hes disease free. Next to my Zach hes walking perfection. What is the deal?
The deal is guys like him suck you in, make you theirs, then fuck you over. Its like in their DNA or something.
Now youre talking about your father.
I prefer the term sperm donor. And Im not going to end up like my mother.
He took another step forward. Not on your life, Kendrick.
She backed up once again and slammed into a dresser. She held her arm up as if to ward him off. Stay!
And he did.
Look, youre an unnaturally large, good-looking guy. Im sure there are a plethora of women out there who would be perfect for you.
Personally, I like women who can successfully use plethora in a sentence.
Dammit, the bastard made her smile. She hated that. Especially when he smiled back. He was truly gorgeous. And as dangerous as they come.
Forcing her smile under control, Im going to take a shower. So you need to piss off. She walked to the bathroom and as she stepped into the luxurious and huge room, she realized Conall stood behind her. Okay. Now this was just getting creepy.
She turned around. Is there something else?
No. Not at all.
Okay. Well, Im going to take a showerby myself.
Great. They stared at each other. She couldnt understand what the fuck he was grinning at. Then, finally, with a low chuckle he asked, You do know this is my bathroom?
Miki closed her eyes. What?
Yeah. In fact, this is my room.
She gritted her teeth. Great. That wonderful smell on the neatly made bed had been Conall. And who the fuck made their bed these days anyway? Miki didnt make her bed unless she was changing the sheets.
She told me it was the second door on the right.
Actually, yours is third. Right next door.
Of course it is. She would kill Sara.
But, please, feel free to stay. Take all the showers you want. I can help with the soap.
Images of that danced through her besotted brain and it felt as if someone squeezed her lungs because she was having a lot of trouble breathing.
Well, thats very neighborly of you, Viking. But Ill just go to my own room.
He wasnt completely blocking her way, but she had to slide against him to get out of the bathroom and she felt that connection all the way down to her toes. She almost moaned.
Well, see you at dinner, she squeaked out.
Then she ran.
Conall didnt care how his Alpha felt about it; he was going to give Sara the biggest kiss he could. Coming back to his room only to find his ultimate sexual fantasy spread eagle, face down on his bed was more than any man could ask for. Would dare hope for. And when she started smelling his comforter, he thought he might come in his jeans.
The woman did things to him without even trying. It seemed like he had no self-control around her. When he first saw her,hed had no intention of touching her. In fact, hed purposely stayed away when she arrived. Sara told him if he met Miki at the airport or greeted her at the door, shed freak. So he wanted to give her a chance to relax before he pounced. But once he smelled her again, he just couldnt keep his hands off her.
If this got any worse, he might start humping her leg.
He closed his bedroom door and took a deep breath. Just the scent of her got him hard. And it didnt help she looked so good. It had only been six months, but he was positive she actually looked even hotter. Her curly hair a little longer, now reaching just above her shoulders, and her skin looked as soft if not softer than when he last saw her.
Miki simply lookedbeautiful. And her body felt amazing. When he held her and when she brushed up against him on her way out the doorhe kept imagining that body naked and in all sorts of positions with his.
And the thought of her in his shower. With him soaping those breasts, those legs, that ass.
Damn. Wrong thought, he growled to himself as he headed to his shower.
* * *
Miki had just pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt, pushing her wet hair out of her face, when Sara knocked on her door and stuck her head in.
Hey. Dinners here.
Miki grabbed Sara by her T-shirt, snatched her into the room, and slammed the door.
What the hell?
You sent me to Conalls room, you bitch!
Did I? Huh. How did I make that mistake? Sara ducked as a bottle of shampoo flew at her head. Jesus Christ, woman! Calm yourself!
Stop trying to set me up with him!
Im just trying to get you laid Put it down! Miki debated whether to chuck the hairbrush in her hand at her best friend. After a good thirty seconds, she lowered her arm and Sara smiled. So you went to his room. Whats the big deal?
Miki glared. He found me face down on his bed smelling his comforter.
Sara choked then exploded into laughter. Miki raised her brush again. Okay. Okay. Im sorry. Dude, Im so sorry. I didnt think youd get socomfortable so quickly.
Bottom line is you and Angelina need to back off.
Sara took a deep breath. Darlin, I dont see the problem. Hes hot. Hes straight. Hes disease free. Next to my Zach hes walking perfection. What is the deal?
The deal is guys like him suck you in, make you theirs, then fuck you over. Its like in their DNA or something.
Now youre talking about your father.
I prefer the term sperm donor. And Im not going to end up like my mother.
