Between Two Crocs: BBW Shapshifter Romance (Safari Shifters Book 2) Read Free

girl over. He ordered a round of shots for the whole table and started chatting up the women.
    Max wasn’t in the mood for dancing or drinking anymore, but he didn’t want to go home either. He would stick around with Shane for the rest of the night. It wasn’t like Finn wanted him back at the house, anyway. Not that Max wanted to talk with Finn at the moment, either. He would let it wait before approaching him again. Maybe he’d be in a better mood once the wedding was over.
     
    ***
     
    “Glad you could make it.” Ward Langston moved aside and let Finn into his home. After a relaxing day with the animals, Finn was meeting the groomsmen and the PR director of the island for a final tux fitting at Ward’s home. There were no tailors on the island, so Ward had flown one in for the occasion.
    Branch Dunkin and Chet were waiting in the living room. Chet was standing in his tux while the tailor measured him and fussed with everything.
    “Looking nice,” Finn told him.
    Chet pulled at the neck of his suit. “It feels a little tight. I wish I could wear something a little more comfortable.”
    “This isn’t about your comfort,” Ward reminded him. “You have to look nice for the wedding, and Addison wanted you in a tux. You can wear something more comfortable for the reception.”
    “I’m not changing out of my suit,” Branch said. “It looks real classy and the women love it. I’m gonna wear this thing all the time.”
    “That’s one way to look at it,” Chet said. “But I already have a woman and she likes me just fine in jeans and a t-shirt.”
    “Not on your wedding day,” Ward warned.
    “You’re just worried about your advertising.” Chet jumped as the tailor measured his inseam. “Getting a little close there, buddy.”
    Finn laughed. “You do that every single time. Relax.”
    “Easy for you to say,” Chet muttered. “How’d last night go?”
    “Did Max keep you up again?” Branch asked, elbowing him in the side. “Bet he brought home a pretty little chicky.”
    “He didn’t come back last night.”
    Chet whistled. “That’s a first.”
    “I think he stayed at Shane’s. He’s done that once before, when he was too drunk to get home. No big deal.”
    “Maybe he got lucky and stayed at the resort,” Branch said. “Wouldn’t put it past him. Max knows how to live it up. Wish I could keep up with him.”
    “You’re only a year older than him,” Chet laughed.
    “But I can’t drink and dance all night anymore,” Branch said. “You’d be mopping me up from the floor if I drank like him.”
    “I don’t Max can drink like that anymore, either,” Finn said. “He’s been getting sloppier and sloppier this last year. I think it’s starting to take its toll on him. He needs to grow up already and stop this nonsense.”
    Branch raised an eyebrow. “Sounds like somebody is jealous.”
    “Jealous?” Finn scoffed. “I told him last night that I’m not going out with him anymore. It’s not fun, and it isn’t like we’re going to meet anyone there.”
    Finn stopped himself from saying more. He was over the bar scene. He didn’t want to hurt Max’s feelings, but there was no point in going to Club Safari twice a week. It was a fluke that Chet had met his mate on the island. They weren’t going to be able to find anyone to complete their triad. They needed to go home to Florida. There was probably some nice shifter girl there waiting to settle down with them. That was all Finn wanted: to find his mate and settle down.
    He didn’t care if he had to leave Safari Island to find her. He couldn’t go on the way they had been. Over the last year, it had been getting to him more and more. It was gnawing on his soul. He needed to find a mate, but he also had to find someone who was compatible with Max—and that seemed like an impossible task given Max’s current behavior. They didn’t see eye to eye anymore. They weren’t on the same wavelength.
    It hurt Finn. He and Max had