Tags:
Romance,
Contemporary,
Paranormal,
Adult,
Erotic,
menage,
BBW,
werebear,
bear shifter,
doctors,
Appreciation,
Mail-Order Bride,
Identical Twins,
Lonely Life
The man was notorious for getting ready at the last minute.
“Of course, I was,” he answered truthfully. “How many times have you reread it?”
“Oh, about a hundred,” Gavin said, laughing, “but you’re more practical than I am. I thought we weren’t supposed to get our hopes up too high?”
“Shut up,” Hawk replied. “Are you going to be ready to leave on time?”
“We have twenty minutes,” Gavin said sarcastically, “I’m sure I can handle it.”
“Right,” Hawk said, deadpan, shooing him away with his hand. “Hurry up. I don’t want to be late.”
Gavin laughed and continued down the hallway toward his room. Hawk heard the click of his brother’s door close, and he looked around the room that doubled as his office. Hopefully, he wouldn’t be sleeping in it too much longer.
When they’d first moved to Bear Canyon, they’d not only contracted Mallory Building, Inc. to build their medical office, but also their home. For their house, they’d purchased a large piece of land near the back of the canyon wall and gave the men a detailed description of their needs.
The master bedroom was double the size of most modern rooms, with three built in closets, and a master bathroom with three vanities. Three smaller rooms also occupied the upstairs, along with a guest bath, and the first floor had a kitchen, a family room, two more bedrooms and another full bath.
They had a lot of space, probably more than they needed, but they’d wanted to be prepared for anything. He and Gavin had decided not to use the master bedroom until they had a mate to share it with, so for now they each occupied one of the smaller rooms. He kept a tiny office in his sleeping space, while Gavin used one of the rooms downstairs for his office. When they found their mate, all three of them would occupy the largest bedroom, and if she wanted him to move his office downstairs, he would.
Twenty-five minutes later, they both walked into the Italian restaurant and surveyed the area. He remembered Ava’s description of herself and looked for a thirty-year-old, curvy redhead with freckles.
A blue eyed, curvy ginger goddess stared at them from the center of the room, and his brother’s abrupt intake of air told him he’d spotted her too. Hawk glanced around the room, making sure they hadn’t made a mistake, but he already knew the answer. When he looked back, the beauty had lowered her head and focused on her menu again. A strand of hair bounced into her eyes, and she carefully tucked the errant lock behind her ear. Her curly hair rested just past her shoulders, and he couldn’t wait to gather all of the wild red strands in his hand and wrap them around his fist.
His dick hardened as he thought about how the silky strands would feel between his fingers, or sliding over his body, and he silently swore. Since when did his cock harden at the sight of a beautiful woman? He wasn’t a teenage boy, he was a full grown man, and his bear took that opportunity to growl in agreement. They both wanted the woman.
Gavin glanced over at him and he realized his brother was also fighting for control. The woman had affected his twin the same way, and there was no doubt she was their mate.
Now they had to convince her of the fact.
She glanced at the door again, as if attempting to see through them, and then looked back at the menu. One of her fingers lazily wrapped around one of her large curls, but then she seemed to notice the nervous habit and placed her hands in her lap. She took a drink of her soda and fidgeted in her chair. He knew they were staring, and in an attempt to seem normal, he took a deep breath and thought about the ugly black toenail he’d seen on a patient at work the day before.
Gavin seemed to follow his lead, and seconds later, he spoke.
“Tell me you feel it, too,” Gavin whispered.
“She’s the one,” he confirmed.
“Okay,” Gavin said around another deep breath, “let’s do this.”
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Gavin