Werewolf in Denver Read Free

to the Were way of life. If anything, they made him a more dangerous opponent.
    “I can’t say I expected you to meet my plane, lass,” he said.
    Now would be the time for her to turn on the hospitality spigot as her grandmother had suggested, butsugary words stuck in her throat. “Maybe I wanted to get a preview of what I will be dealing with this weekend.”
    He surveyed her with those bedroom eyes. “You do realize you’re giving me a preview, as well.”
    “That depends on how much I allow you to see.” She hadn’t meant that to be a sexual comment, but it sure sounded that way once she’d said it.
    His smile widened. “I’m very good at uncovering whatever interests me.”
    There was that sexual quiver again. She ignored it. “Considering that we’re on opposite sides of this debate, I can’t imagine I’d be of any interest to you.”
    “On the contrary. I’m sure you’ve heard the old saying— Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer. ”
    “I’ve heard it.” But never spoken with a Scottish brogue.
    “Is that why you came to pick me up?”
    “No.” She finally settled on the truth. “I’m here because my grandmother asked me to come. She thought the gesture would disarm you.”
    “Oh, it has.” His gray eyes took on a wicked gleam. “It most certainly has.”
    “Bullshit.”
    He laughed. “I’m not kidding. As tired as I am, I’m easily disarmed, which might have been your grandmother’s plan.”
    “Maybe.” Kate decided the time for chitchat was over. “We need to get your bags and leave before the snow gets any worse.”
    “Aye.” Turning, he surveyed the luggage circling the carousel. He walked over, retrieved his suitcase with athletic grace, and returned to her. “Ready.”
    He must have been tired, because she managed to talkhim into waiting inside the building while she brought the Jeep around.
    Once they were on their way, he peered past the flapping windshield wipers at the snow that seemed flung by a giant hand. He looked slightly worried. “I’m not sure it’s safe to drive in this. Perhaps we should stop somewhere and wait it out.”
    “We’ll be fine.” She wasn’t about to admit that the snowstorm had become nasty enough to intimidate even her. “I’m used to snowy conditions.”
    “If you say so.” Leaning his head against the headrest, he closed his eyes.
    “I wanted to alert you that someone hacked into the Furthebest Web site today, and I—” A soft snore brought her up short. She glanced over at him and sure enough, he had fallen asleep that quickly.
    Impressed with his ability to surrender control, Kate drove slowly and kept to the plowed sections of the highway. Traffic thinned once they were outside the city limits, and she began to wonder if she’d made the right call. Hers were the only headlights taking the exit road to the resort. And she had several miles yet to go.
    Turning back wasn’t an option, because the roads were getting worse and she’d have a problem retracing her path, too. As long as she moved slowly and didn’t hit a patch of ice, they’d get there. She’d always been lucky driving on snowy roads.
    But not this time. When the skid started, she did everything she’d been taught so they wouldn’t flip, but nothing could have prevented them from plowing into a snowbank, nose first.

    The impact woke Duncan, who sat up, startled. “What happened?”
    She sighed. “We’re stuck.”
    “Can we get out?”
    The wind whistled as snow swirled around the Jeep and blocked the view. “I don’t know. Maybe not.”
    Duncan shook his head to clear the fog of sleep from his brain. “Let’s have a look, shall we?” He reached for the door handle.
    “Hang on. Let me try to back it up and see what happens. Maybe we’ll scoot right out.” She put the SUV in reverse and tromped on the gas. The motor whined and the wheels spun like crazy, but they didn’t move an inch.
    She let up on the gas and stared out at the