Dreams of Wolf [Half-breed Shifter Series Book 2] by Miranda Stowe Page B

“My name is Knox,” he repeated, not leaving any room for negotiation.
    She sighed.
“Fine. But I had a couple of doozies in mind. I mean, how can you go wrong with
a name like, oh, say Philip the friendly Phallus?”
    He growled and
sat up. She laughed at his irritated expression. Feeling the need to tease him
mercilessly, she added. “Or Ben Dover or Dick Long or—”
    “Knox,” he
muttered. “I’ve always been Knox. I stay Knox.” As if he thought she might
argue, he loomed over her, crowding her backward until she was forced to lie on
the bed, where he could hover above her.
    Instead of
being overwhelmed, she was tickled by his prickly attitude. “Okay, okay,” she
gave in on a happy chuckle, feeling more and more alive with every second. “I
guess you can stay Knox if you’re going to be a big baby about it.”
    “Thank you,” he
murmured, yet instead of pulling away, he continued to loom. “For that, I
suppose I’ll allow you remain Jaycee.”
    She snickered.
“Oh, that’s so kind and generous of you, my lord. I’m honored you would allow
me to—”
    He clamped his
hand over her mouth, muffling her. “You have no control over that smart mouth,
do you?”
    Her eyes
glittered with amusement. Shaking his head, he bent down and replaced his hand
with his mouth. Kissing her, he thrust his tongue between her teeth.
    “God, you taste
so good,” he groaned. “Why can’t I get enough of you?”
    Well, that had
a simple answer. “Because it’s my dream. I don’t want you to grow tired of me.”
    He pulled back
and stared at her. “I have a really bad feeling you just doomed me for the rest
of my life.”

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Seven
     
    It was
midafternoon the next day before a knock sounded on the Griffins’ front door.
Shaw had been home for over an hour, buried in his office. When he’d come
through the back door, he’d still been awkward around Jaycee, refusing to make
eye contact. Head ducked, he told her he still had some work to do in his
office and asked her to stay until Riley made it home. Then he’d hurried past,
even forgetting to greet his children.
    Leaving the
triplets in the rec room to continue playing video games, Jaycee strolled
through the house and slipped aside a curtain to peek out the front window
before unbolting the door’s lock. When she saw Donald, her breath stilled in
her lungs. Dear Lord, what was he doing here?
    She hadn’t
spoken or talked to her ex since he’d come back the night after being caught
cheating on her, when he’d packed his things and moved out.
    Not sure if she
could open the door to receive this man, Jaycee bit her lip until the bell rang
again.
    “Oh, this is
ridiculous.” If she couldn’t face the douche who broke her heart, she was going
to disappoint herself big time.
    Slipping off
the chain, she glanced down, then let out a moan of misery. God, if only she’d
worn a skirt and heels to work today.
    Pasting on a
friendly expression, she pulled open the door. Donald lifted his head, opening
his mouth to speak, when he froze. For a moment, his eyes widened before he
glanced down her body and back up again.
    “Jaycee,” he
said, sounding surprised. “I…I didn’t know you’d be here. Shaw said he’d be
home this afternoon, but I thought…”
    “He’s working
in his office,” she cut him off, disappointment swirling through her belly.
Donald had to be the last person she wanted to see, but the thought that he
hadn’t even come here to talk to her stung even more.
    She’d met
Donald here. He and Shaw had been Elks Lodge members or some such buddies.
Donald had knocked on this very door, a complete stranger to her, one day. And
she’d opened it for him, just like now. He’d scanned her body then too,
grinned, and immediately begun to flirt. He’d chatted with her for nearly half
an hour before he’d remembered he’d come by to see her employer.
    Stepping to the
side, she opened the door to let him in.