Light His Fire: Paranormal BBW Dragon Shifter Mail-Order Bride Romance Read Free Page A

off to go make someone else’s life hell. You think that’s the kind of guy I need?”
    Pearl remembered Andrei’s deep chuckle and his casual smile, showing a row of perfectly white teeth – the chompers of a beast who could still hold his own if he needed to.
    “Someone who shakes you out of your cocoon, makes you dizzy with excitement and yearn to live again? Yeah, I think that’s the kind of guy you need.”
    “I’m not a love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of girl,” she said, making a sour face.
    “He wouldn’t leave,” Andrei had said seriously, surprising her.
    “How do you figure that?”
    “Look at him,” Andrei said, making Pearl glance after the strong, wild-eyed man who was arguing at the door with two bouncers twice his impressive size (it was only later that she found out that both of them were werebears).
    “All I see is a troublemaker who’d break a girl’s heart,” she said, ignoring the flash of heat that went through her when he glanced her way again and licked his lips like she was an ice cream sundae and he was starving .
    “And all I see is a man who needs a good woman to make him stay home.”
    Pearl hadn’t known that that would be one of the last conversations she would ever have with Andrei. And she’d been even less prepared for the bad boy shifter to find her on SassyDate and do his damndest to get her to go out with him.
    The phone beeped again, shaking her out of her reverie. While her mind screamed at her to ignore it and just keep working ( He’s god knows where and you’re in Idaho, this would never work! And he’s a bastard! You don’t need that! ), her treacherous heart was doing everything short of threatening to stop beating if she didn’t at least look at what he had to say ( Remember what Andrei said? And remember what he looked like? Oh my god, that guy, naked in your bed, fucking you senseless! Does that not sound like the best freaking time you could imagine? )
    Yeah, as usual, the heart won. Pearl was going to have to have a real serious sit-down with that ticker of hers and tell it to stop mucking about. She had work to do and a future to build, and that future most certainly didn’t include a dripping of sin shifter whose sole goal in life seemed to be to get into her pants.
    GoldenBoy: Oh, we’re playing coy this time, huh? Okay. How about I buy you dinner, hmm? Just a pleasant meeting of the minds. I promise I’ll only fuck you if you beg me really nicely. I’ll open doors and everything. Doesn’t that sound like a good time, baby?
    PearlPlease: I’m not your baby. And I’m not in Delaware anymore.
    GoldenBoy: So what you’re saying is that if I were where you are, you’d come out with me?
    Pearl rolled her eyes. On the one hand, she wanted to tell him to just screw off. She’d been talking to him on and off for a month and though there’d been moments when she’d genuinely felt like there was something there – those rare moments he stopped fronting and behaved like a human being, sharing his thoughts and feelings with her – most of the time he was just being an egregious asshat with too much personality for her to tolerate. For that kind of bullshit to go down, a woman would have to be showered with candy and flowers on a daily basis and even then she’d tell him to cut that shit.
    On the other hand, she liked that edge of danger and excitement he brought. She shuddered all over every time he sent her a text or a pic, which he sometimes did when she’d been ignoring him for too long. Pearl wasn’t ashamed to admit that she did it on purpose more often than not, if only to see his absolutely killer abs and bad boy smirk.
    You’re in Idaho and he’s… well, wherever he is. Colorado? Why not let the fantasy continue. Just a little bit longer? It’s not like you can start dating someone here right now – you don’t have the time!
    PearlPlease: Sure, I would come out with you if we were in the same place.
    Right then and there, the