Curves for Her Bears (BBW Shifter Erotic Romance) by Harmony Raines Page B

know. I mean how can they help if I don’t remember who I am.”
    “You might have been reported missing. They might already be looking for you.”
    “And what about the tracks, the man chasing me?”
    “You would be safe with the police.”
    “I don’t know.” Although she knew he was right, but she really did not want to leave. The closer they got the slower she walked, not because she was tired but because she wanted to prolong the time she had with them as long as possible. “Let’s just see what happens.”
    They turned back in the direction of the store and walked on. The morning sun did nothing to warm the air, it was cold and Cyrus kept lifting his head and smelling the air. He looked worried.
    “What's wrong Cyrus?” she asked.
    “I can smell snow on the air. It might be hard to get back home. If needs be we will have to carry you.” He looked at her wistfully, she could tell he was thinking she would not really be returning with them.
    “How much further?” she asked, looking at the sky, but seeing no sign of the snow he predicted. It was cold and clear, no clouds in sight.
    “Another mile or so. We have to drop down steeply up here. It takes us to a trail that follows along the side of the road.”
    The trail did follow the road, winding down lower and lower until at last in the distance she could smell wood smoke and knew they were drawing close. She concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other and moving forward towards her fate. One way or another she would probably not have to worry about the hike back up to the house.
    Her mind began to play games with her, telling her the two men did not care about her. They had had their fun and now they were happy to hand her over to someone else, be it the police or her family. They had used her.
    “Here we are,” said Aiden.
    Sure enough, they rounded a bend and there was a store. Cars were parked outside; they looked so strange in this world of bears she had grown accustomed to. She had got used to the basic lifestyle the bears lived so quickly. Now she was about to be thrust back into a world she could remember little about.
    They crossed the road; it was not well used, at least not at this time of year. Perhaps the summer and warm weather brought tourists out this way. The winter weather made the road too treacherous; Aiden had saved Maggie from falling on her bottom when they crossed the slippery road. Driving would be hazardous.
    The phone was inside; Maggie went in first, smiling at the woman behind the counter who looked up at them enquiringly. The two men followed, their bulky bodies filling the shop, the smile the shop assistant fixed on her lips at the sight of them was altogether different.
    Maggie felt more than a pang of jealousy. She watched Aiden and Cyrus carefully, waiting to see their reaction, still worried they would move on once they had got rid of her. They either completely ignored, or were impervious to the flirting look. Her body relaxed a little. She had over reacted, they did have feelings for her, in fact, their full attention now turned to her, and the piece of paper she held in her hand.
    “Here goes,” she said.
    Opening her wallet, she took out a coin and pushed it into the slot. Carefully dialling the number, she held her breath while the ring tone sounded in her ear. It rang and rang, and then a voice answered. It was an answer machine. She hung up. Her face pale.
    “What is it? Who answered?” Aiden asked concerned.
    “No one. It was a machine. What should I do? Leave a message or not?”
    They stood looking at each other again. Then Cyrus answered. “Yes. Leave a message. Say you'll ring back tomorrow at eleven. We'll walk back and try again.”
    “Shall I say my name, or see if they recognise my voice?”
    “Say it’s Maggie, leave it at that.”
    “OK.” She took another coin and dialled. “Hi. This is Maggie. I will try to ring back tomorrow at eleven. Goodbye.”
    She hung up, dropping the