Furever: BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance Read Free Page B

are a wolf shifter too?”
    “Yep,” Marco replied. “Franco and I love to run and we plan our vacations to places where we can explore nature and let our wolves out.
    I nodded. It was no surprise that Marco was a wolf shifter. I could smell it. And he had a feel about him—his body, his stance… But these days you could never be 100% sure. There were essences on the market that duplicated the pheromones of different shape shifter’s scents. It was extremely rare, because they were so expensive, but not unheard of for a “regular” guy to buy and wear a scent in an attempt to get a female shifter in bed. Werewomen were usually not interested in “regular guys” because they did not have the ability to satisfy like a wereman. But since werewomen were known for hot and steamy sex, they were highly desired by regular guys who wanted to use them for their sexual pleasures. Manufacturers were working overtime to try and bring the cost of the expensive fake essences down so they could mass produce and sell them. But though wearing the essence might fool the werewoman initially, once in bed, it was pretty evident from their lack of stamina that a regular man was not a wereman.
    As Franco made his way over to the bar, I was stunned once again by how much he and Marco resembled one another. They were both tall with jet black hair, hard, muscular bodies and strong jaws. But as Franco neared us, he smiled, and I realized he didn’t have the dimples Marco had. And when I met Marco’s eyes again, I realized that though they were a gorgeous shade of blue like Franco’s, his eyes were darker and did not have the golden glints I’d noticed when Franco was in my shop earlier.
    “Alicia! It is great to see you again!” Franco’s face lit up as he approached us. “And you met Marco. Just a few hours ago I told Marco about meeting you. What a coincidence to see you here.”
    Wow! Two of the hottest men on the planet right in front of me. Keep your cool Alicia, I told myself. One is trouble and two just spells double trouble. “Well, I hope you said something nice about me.” I straightened my back on the chair, hoping to look slimmer and sexier. Too bad I hadn’t taken time to change into something cuter. I wished I was wearing a sexy little dress with kitten heels instead of my simple denims and shirt. Even though I knew both guys were out of my league and I wasn’t gonna let myself get hurt again, it was fun to flirt a little.
    “Yes. I told him you were smart and beautiful and…”
    “And he was so right.” Marco said grinning, the dimples in his cheeks adding to his deliciousness.
    Damn. It was hard to know where to look. The eye appeal of these men was off the charts…
    “Oh, you flatter me!” I smiled. I knew I sounded calm, but I was squirming inside under their intense gazes. “So, tell me about your business?”
    “Well, we are opening up a sign business,” Franco said. “We found a commercial property that we can get a good deal on back in our hometown.”
    “Where’s that?” I asked, cocking a brow.
    “Riverdale, California,” Marco said. “We just got the paperwork for the lease today. It’s a big commitment—five years.”
    “But we really like the Frederick area,” Franco nodded his head. “We drove around town this afternoon and talked to a realtor and it looks like there are a lot of properties that would work for our company,” Franco added.
    “After meeting you today,” Marco said, “Franco felt Frederick would be the right location for us. And now that I’ve met you, I do too. Tell me, Alicia, do you believe in love at first sight?”
    “Silly,” I playfully tapped Marco on the arm. “Yes…errr…no, I don’t.” The truth was, I had always believed in love at first sight, but after thinking I’d found it with Steve and several other men, I knew I didn’t think so anymore.
    “Which is it, yes or no, Ms. Gorgeous?” Marco laughed.
    “Let’s just say I’ve been burned