Bearly Living: Foxhollow Den #1 (Alaskan Den Men) Read Free

unannounced. But even the mental challenge of survival had held little enjoyment. If he hadn’t come across the bait, he’d probably have come back anyway, hoping for a glimpse of excitement. No, excitement wasn’t the right word. He didn’t really know what he’d been looking for. Something different, maybe.
    She stopped pulling at the placemat and leaned her elbows on the table. “But still, I’ve been here over a month, and I’m sure I would have noticed you.”
    He planned to grumble out another noncommittal answer when a crack against the large plate glass window of the café stopped him. Three more cracks followed. Not gun shots or rocks. The sounds were soft. A slight turn of his head confirmed his suspicions. Gooey egg yolk and broken white shells slid down the glass. A red truck squealed its tires and took off down the end of the street. His red truck. It wouldn’t be the first time the boys had stolen his truck, but their pranks were more than out of hand.
    Bobbie’s smile faded, and her mouth tightened. Grant watched the flecks of gold in her eyes sparkle. She didn’t turn around, instead pointed an index finger behind her. “Your brothers?”
    “I’ll take care of it.”
    “No.” She pulsed a low growl. Her eyes changed to full gold, and her pupils dilated. “ I’ll take care of it.”
    Grant stood to block the door. “What are you going to do? Chase them down the street in bear form? You’re likely to get a tranq in the ass.”
    Bobbie knocked over her chair as she stood, her breathing erratic, and her eyes boomeranged from one side of the room to the other.
    If Grant didn’t do something, she’d shift and possibly destroy the inside of her café. Not seeing any other option, he pulled her body close against his chest and restrained her arms. She didn’t fight, but her breathing pushed her breasts into him.
    “Control it,” he ordered.
    “I can’t.”
    “Don’t let the bear win. Think about something else.”
    Bobbie tossed her head back, exposing the smooth skin of her throat. “I can’t.”
    Regret would come later, but right now he needed to give her something else to think about.
     
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    Grant’s mouth crushed down hard on top of hers, jolting her out of the shift frenzy. The sloppy, forced kiss wasn’t what Bobbie expected. He withdrew as fast as he’d descended upon her, and she realized a startling truth. The bear inside stopped wanting out. Instead, for the first time in a long time, her inner bear and her outer human agreed on something.
    They wanted more of him. More wet, sloppy kisses.
    With her arms pinned roughly against her sides, she had no choice but to notice everything about him. Up close. His honey-colored eyes were framed with dark lashes. He had more than a few freckles sprinkled on his nose and across his cheeks before becoming covered with several shades of brown stubble. When the light hit his beard just right she could see a few flecks of red as well. Sexy. His body was hard. From his chest to stomach to the front of this thighs.
    His grip loosened, but she pulled him back against her and dug her sharp nails into his back. When his mouth parted slightly at the pain she inflicted, she took her chance and pressed her lips against his. She didn’t waste any time, immediately sliding her tongue against his lips, wanting to enter his mouth.
    He met her halfway, and their tongues danced at the edge of the other’s lips. His low moan incited her to pull back and nip at his neck. He could take her roughness. She knew it as sure as she knew she could take his. This was exactly what she needed. Screw the peace and quiet of small town Alaska; she needed a knee-wobbling, hard, and rough encounter with this man.
    “What the eff is going on?”
    Bobbie jumped away from Grant and wiped the back of her hand across her mouth. Her cousin Samantha had the worst timing.
    Grant righted the chair she’d knocked over and grabbed his plate from the table. He