Roar for Her: A BBW Paranormal Weretiger Shape Shifter Romance (Sassy Shifter Brides Book 4)

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Author: Anya Nowlan
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stomach, flipping his surroundings back into motion. Dumbstruck, he watched her come down the steps, waving at him with a nervous smile on her lips. He could smell her scent, it filled his nostrils and flowed through him, stronger with each step that brought them closer. How could he feel so strongly for a woman without even really knowing her that well? For a human woman at that? Slate shook his head, adamant to sort things out later. For now, he had to get his head back in the game and to get his precious cargo safely on his plane and away from all of this danger that surrounded them in a swirling vortex of gloom. He couldn’t quantify what exactly it was that he was so damn sure could hurt Teresa, but his possessive nature took hold with full force.
     
    He plastered a smile on his lips and waved back at Teresa. Every moment she wasn’t in his arms was pure physical torment. He had to wonder why he wasn’t already running to her and kissing her like both of their lives depended on it. She stopped in front of him, and his breath caught. Slate wanted to touch her badly, to cradle her in his arms and never let go. The bright, slightly nervous look on her face made him even more eager to kiss her. With great pains, he reached out his big paw of a hand instead.
    “Hello, Teresa,” he said. She put her delicate hand in his and he squeezed it carefully, afraid that he might break it out of the sheer need to never let go again. As soon as their skin touched, sparks flew from where their hands had met.  A jolt of energy kicked him in the chest, and his fake smile turned into a real one. Though she was nowhere near close enough to him yet, at least she was there.
    “Hi, Slate,” she replied, grinning. A blush lit up her cheeks.
     
    This was going to be a damn difficult two weeks .
 

CHAPTER THREE
    Teresa wiggled nervously in the seat next to Slate as the airplane took off and left Boise Airport far behind. She kept throwing glances at the devastatingly handsome man, and every time she looked at him, he seemed to be getting more and more scrumptious. Okay, so she’d known he was going to be hot, but not that hot! How on earth was she supposed to stay in cramped lodgings in the middle of nowhere with him for weeks on end and not make a fool of herself with that level of panty-melting sizzle around? Ridiculous. Teresa tried to calm herself down, telling herself that the way her heart was beating out of her chest was just because of the fact that she was on yet another airplane. She’d never liked flying all that much, but this time she didn’t actually mind – must have been the quiet, stoic-looking man beside her.
     
    They’d barely said a word to one another, and yet, it didn’t feel like there was much need for it. He had an ease about him that just made her settle and feel safe and secure. Slate could do barrel rolls with his tiny airplane and she would hardly bat an eye. Out of habit, Teresa thumbed the strap on her heavy photography bag, which she had kept on her person the entire trip. It represented just about every dollar she had ever made that hadn’t gone into feeding or clothing herself or keeping a roof over her head, so she’d been extra careful with it all through her long travels from Mississippi to Idaho. Glancing out of the window, she took in the wide-open plains of the flatlands and then the heavy, rolling mountains that took up the Northern side. Slate was flying them straight towards the magnificent mountains, and for a second, she let herself simply bathe in the beauty of the view, though her thoughts kept going to the tiger next to her and what he would look like shirtless. The second must have lasted longer than she thought as a chuckle from Slate finally brought her out of her reverie.
     
    She felt a blush tint her cheeks as she glanced at the man. His voice made her tingle in just the right way. Honestly, she was yet to discover something about the man that didn’t make her feel all warm

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