Bear Naked Truth (Southern Shifters Book 7)

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look. Again, she moved the curtains just enough to see and came face to face with the piercing blue eyes of Calder in a bear's face right outside the window.
    She stumbled, dropping the curtain and falling down on her ass with a hard thump.
    "Oww!" she cried.
    Feeling like a stupid idiot she grabbed the edge of the couch and pulled herself up. Before she got to a standing position her front door crashed open and a very tall, VERY naked Calder rushed toward her.
    "Are you all right? I didn't mean to scare you."
    He scooped her into big strong arms that banded her against his delectable hard body.
    "I—I'm fine." Her mouth had gone bone dry the moment she'd seen him fully naked. It had been quick, only a few seconds but it's all she needed for the image to be seared into her brain for all eternity.
    He was huge all right. Everywhere. Moisture pooled between her legs, making her squirm.
    A low rumble formed in his chest and vibrated down her spine. Could he tell? Heat filled her face. If the ground could open up and swallow her right now, that would be okay. It would be a lot better than looking him in the eye knowing he knew what she'd been thinking.
    "I thought you were going to bed?" he asked.
    "I was. I mean I am. I just..." She clamped her mouth shut. Nope. Nope. Nope. She was not going to tell him anything more. "If you could put me down I could finish."
    He snorted. A small disbelieving sound. That was okay. She didn't believe anything she said either. Fortunately, he eased her to the floor and she practically ran for the bedroom door.
    "Goodnight," she said, without turning back. She slammed the door and fell against it for good measure.
    She took a deep breath in, held it for ten seconds and then slowly let it out. How in the hell was she supposed to go to sleep now? After seeing what she saw?
    She climbed into the bed and pulled the covers up all the way to her chin anyway. Her body buzzed with need, but she refused to touch it. Shifters heard everything.
    What felt like hours passed, although it might have only been minutes until her eyes began to droop. With sleep pulling her under it dawned on her she'd never asked Calder where he'd stay for the night.
    Too tired to do anything about it now she hoped he and his beautiful bear found someplace comfortable.
    And maybe if she was lucky, she'd get to see them both again soon...

9
    J essa woke to the smell of bacon and sugar.
    Mmm . Her stomach grumbled.
    She hoped that meant there were pancakes for breakfast. With fresh maple syrup to drizzle over the thick slices of bacon. She sighed. She had so much love for breakfast. Especially went it came wrapped in bacon.
    Bacon...
    She jerked upright, startled to see the sunshine pouring in from her open curtains. How long had she slept? She lifted her arms and stretched a full yawn accompanying the move.
    Wait? She glanced at the door. Who the hell was in her kitchen cooking breakfast?
    She strained her brain to remember the night before. She'd been so damned tired. As the fog cleared, she remembered everything. Calder bringing her home, seeing his bear outside her window and of course falling on her ass right before seeing the bear turned man fully naked and aroused!
    She dropped her face into the pillow and groaned. How long would the mortification of her reaction hound her? Her luck it would be the end of times.
    Still. She pulled the covers back and hit the floor quick. She needed to get dressed and investigate. She wasn't so sure how she felt about a man she barely knew getting comfortable in her kitchen.
    She paused. It was sweet though. No one had ever cooked her breakfast like that. And she was hungry. She flung open her closet to find clothes and froze.
    Instead of her rows of sweaters, skirts and pants taking up the entire length, they'd been pushed to one side to make room for...flannel?
    What the ever-loving fuck? There weren't just a few flannel shirts. There were dozens and they were accompanied by jeans, at least

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