The Beast in Him
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Smitty spotted the couplehe almost choked on thatimmediately, his eyes narrowing when he saw the bastard take Jessies hand.
Didnt she know she had to be careful in this day and age? The scrawny bastard probably just wanted one thing from her and she didnt even realize it.
Whats wrong, baby boy?
Nothing. Give em their food.
You dont want it?
No, thanks, Adelle.
Adelle shrugged and placed the plate back on the tray.
Yup, Phil was right again. Sherman Landry of the Landry wild-dog Pack was really boring. Almost painfully boring and with a case of OCD the likes shed never seen. And hoped to never see again.
He adjusted the butter knife on the table for the fourteenth time in the last forty-five minutes, and asked, So do you have any plans for the long weekend coming up in a couple of weeks?
Uh-oh.
As a matter of fact, I do. With my Pack.
Oh. He looked so disappointed. Like a Labrador that just got his bone taken away. And the charity ball at the museum?
Good God, Jess! Think of something. Something! She couldnt do this again. Not again. Dating was hard enough, but dating a guy this irritating was asking too much of her.
To be honest, Jess didnt know why she bothered anymore. Shed been dating wild dogs solidly for the past year. Some of them coming from Europe and Asia to take her out. Most of them were nice, but none of them got her all sweaty and squirmy. And the thought of breeding with any of them left her cold. Jess would admit it, she was ready. Ready to have her own pups. Her own mate. Shed helped raise her Packmates kids for fifteen years, and it was time she had her own little nightmares to contend with. But the thought of Sherman Landrys obsessive-compulsive nature helping to raise any of her kids did nothing but make her feel a little ill.
Im going with my Pack.
Of course, he said, his disappointment evident. It wasnt the first time hed had that tone when talking about her Pack. As much as they didnt like him, Jess sensed he didnt like them either.
Too bad for him. Her Pack meant too much to her to bring in someone whod cause nothing but problems between them.
Yeah... well. Since she had nothing else to say, Jess wiped her mouth on a linen napkin. Ill be right back. Need to go to the ladies room.
She stood up, forcing a smile when he stood up as well. Say what you would about Sherman, he was definitely polite.
Jess walked toward the back until she hit the ladies room, which she always called the marble palace. She brought nearly every date to this restaurant because she knew even if the date sucked, the filet mignon was always perfection.
As she washed her hands and used the thick paper towels to dry them, she realized she couldnt put in another hour on this date. Shed finished her steak, now Sherman wanteddessert. And all she wanted was to get back to the office. The last week of preparation for Friday nights party had put her behind, and she realized now this Saturday date had been a huge mistake.
She pulled her cell phone out of her way too small purseshed give anything to have her backpack with herand sent Phil a text message. It was a simple one:
GET ME THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!
Confident her friends would come through with no further prompting, Jess dropped her cell back into her bag and spun aroundright into the brawny chest of some guy. A guy in a ladies room.
Letting out a strangled scream, she started swinging. As usual, it wasnt pretty, much more a flailing wildly. Shed never been a very good fighter when human.
But the man caught hold of her, pinning her arms to her sides. Her fangs slid out and she started to go for his neck when she heard, Jessie Ann! Would you calm down!
Shocked, she leaned back and stared up into the face of Bobby Ray Smith. Damn him! Why did he have to look so freakin good?
What the hell are you doing? she demanded. Why are you in the ladies room?
Cant a man use a ladies room if he feels like it?
No, he cant. And do you mind getting your paws off me? He did and Jess stepped back, but her ass hit the sink. Trying to look casual and not fall on her ass, she sauntered around him and tossed out her paper towel.
How long were you standing there anyway? Or is this some weird kinky shit youve started doing since you joined the Marines?
The Navy, Jessie Ann. I joined the Navy.
Whatever.
Bobby Ray looked at the door, then back at her. Did you not know I was in here with you the entire time you were washing your handsand mumbling to yourself like my crazy Aunt Ju-ju?
Dammit. She really had to work on the talking to herself thing. I knew.
But not until you turned around.
Look, Ive got a lot on my mind. I cant be aware of everything constantly.
But... He looked so adorably confused all she wanted to do was punch him in the face. Youre one of us. How could you not know I was right behind you?
I
You couldnt scent me? Hear me? Are you still that oblivious?
How did he manage to do it again? Turn her into a sixteen-year-old? She clearly remembered getting these long lectures from him about being safe and aware of what was going on around her. You cant live your life in them books, Jessie Ann, hed always tell her. Like shed want to spend a second of her day facing her reality. She usually received these lectures while she hid under bleachers or up in trees. The leopard family that lived near Smithtown territory thought she was just the cutest thing because she actually knew how to climb trees.
Didnt she know she had to be careful in this day and age? The scrawny bastard probably just wanted one thing from her and she didnt even realize it.
Whats wrong, baby boy?
Nothing. Give em their food.
You dont want it?
No, thanks, Adelle.
Adelle shrugged and placed the plate back on the tray.
Yup, Phil was right again. Sherman Landry of the Landry wild-dog Pack was really boring. Almost painfully boring and with a case of OCD the likes shed never seen. And hoped to never see again.
He adjusted the butter knife on the table for the fourteenth time in the last forty-five minutes, and asked, So do you have any plans for the long weekend coming up in a couple of weeks?
Uh-oh.
As a matter of fact, I do. With my Pack.
Oh. He looked so disappointed. Like a Labrador that just got his bone taken away. And the charity ball at the museum?
Good God, Jess! Think of something. Something! She couldnt do this again. Not again. Dating was hard enough, but dating a guy this irritating was asking too much of her.
To be honest, Jess didnt know why she bothered anymore. Shed been dating wild dogs solidly for the past year. Some of them coming from Europe and Asia to take her out. Most of them were nice, but none of them got her all sweaty and squirmy. And the thought of breeding with any of them left her cold. Jess would admit it, she was ready. Ready to have her own pups. Her own mate. Shed helped raise her Packmates kids for fifteen years, and it was time she had her own little nightmares to contend with. But the thought of Sherman Landrys obsessive-compulsive nature helping to raise any of her kids did nothing but make her feel a little ill.
Im going with my Pack.
Of course, he said, his disappointment evident. It wasnt the first time hed had that tone when talking about her Pack. As much as they didnt like him, Jess sensed he didnt like them either.
Too bad for him. Her Pack meant too much to her to bring in someone whod cause nothing but problems between them.
Yeah... well. Since she had nothing else to say, Jess wiped her mouth on a linen napkin. Ill be right back. Need to go to the ladies room.
She stood up, forcing a smile when he stood up as well. Say what you would about Sherman, he was definitely polite.
Jess walked toward the back until she hit the ladies room, which she always called the marble palace. She brought nearly every date to this restaurant because she knew even if the date sucked, the filet mignon was always perfection.
As she washed her hands and used the thick paper towels to dry them, she realized she couldnt put in another hour on this date. Shed finished her steak, now Sherman wanteddessert. And all she wanted was to get back to the office. The last week of preparation for Friday nights party had put her behind, and she realized now this Saturday date had been a huge mistake.
She pulled her cell phone out of her way too small purseshed give anything to have her backpack with herand sent Phil a text message. It was a simple one:
GET ME THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!
Confident her friends would come through with no further prompting, Jess dropped her cell back into her bag and spun aroundright into the brawny chest of some guy. A guy in a ladies room.
Letting out a strangled scream, she started swinging. As usual, it wasnt pretty, much more a flailing wildly. Shed never been a very good fighter when human.
But the man caught hold of her, pinning her arms to her sides. Her fangs slid out and she started to go for his neck when she heard, Jessie Ann! Would you calm down!
Shocked, she leaned back and stared up into the face of Bobby Ray Smith. Damn him! Why did he have to look so freakin good?
What the hell are you doing? she demanded. Why are you in the ladies room?
Cant a man use a ladies room if he feels like it?
No, he cant. And do you mind getting your paws off me? He did and Jess stepped back, but her ass hit the sink. Trying to look casual and not fall on her ass, she sauntered around him and tossed out her paper towel.
How long were you standing there anyway? Or is this some weird kinky shit youve started doing since you joined the Marines?
The Navy, Jessie Ann. I joined the Navy.
Whatever.
Bobby Ray looked at the door, then back at her. Did you not know I was in here with you the entire time you were washing your handsand mumbling to yourself like my crazy Aunt Ju-ju?
Dammit. She really had to work on the talking to herself thing. I knew.
But not until you turned around.
Look, Ive got a lot on my mind. I cant be aware of everything constantly.
But... He looked so adorably confused all she wanted to do was punch him in the face. Youre one of us. How could you not know I was right behind you?
I
You couldnt scent me? Hear me? Are you still that oblivious?
How did he manage to do it again? Turn her into a sixteen-year-old? She clearly remembered getting these long lectures from him about being safe and aware of what was going on around her. You cant live your life in them books, Jessie Ann, hed always tell her. Like shed want to spend a second of her day facing her reality. She usually received these lectures while she hid under bleachers or up in trees. The leopard family that lived near Smithtown territory thought she was just the cutest thing because she actually knew how to climb trees.
