man.”
“He’s not mine.”
Yes, he was! Her body and brain refused to think otherwise. That gorgeous shifter with those sexy eyes was her man and she had to accept it already. Things were never going to be the same for her again.
Seth was the epitome of growly, sexy and dangerous. The night she’d gone to the bar and decided to try her perfect kiss spell on him, she had been under the influence of her wayward hormones and liquor. And while her sister would argue that made it perfectly acceptable for her to use as an excuse, Liani was a lot more responsible than that. She had never broken the rules. Breaking every single one in a night wasn’t something she had been able to handle once the alcohol had worn off.
“I have to go to that party before I get summoned.” Cleo groaned. “But I will check on you tomorrow.”
“I’ll be fine.”
“You will not. Not until you admit you want the shifter and go get him. I know it’s not ideal for you. Especially with your mother, but you have to live your life as you see fit.”
Cleo kissed her and disappeared, leaving Liani thinking about what she should do. It was so simple to say she had to go and find Seth. Seth had been angry when she told him she didn’t want to see him again. He’d promised her she’d come back to him and when she did, she’d be at his mercy.
A hot shudder raced down her spine. The image of his golden eyes popped into her head. His growly voice sounded in her head. “Miss me?”
Goddess, yes. She missed him every damn day since she’d left. She remembered very clearly, his hands hoisting her up and cradling her ass as he carried her to the room up above the bar. His place. Goddess! The way he’d taken her against the wall, on the bed and by the window, uncaring of anyone who watched had tattooed in her brain and would never be forgotten.
Screw it. She had to go find him. But first, she had to make sure she looked tempting enough for him to want to give them another chance.
She showered and stood in the middle of her bedroom, trying to decide on what to wear. All of a sudden, a tiny golden dress showed up on her bed with a note from Cleo. Get your man, darling. He’ll love you in this. Trust me .
She stared at the dress with uncertainty. She was a big girl and she knew it. There was no hiding her curves in anything she wore, but she didn’t make a habit of displaying her body either. Not bothering with perfume due to his sensitive sense of smell, she put on the sexiest pair of panties and bra to go with her dress.
The dress was short, hitting mid-thigh and would definitely show off her ass if she bent over or if a good wind swept through. The neckline was low, giving anyone looking a good view of her breasts. But the golden color went beautifully with the mocha of her skin. She actually felt sexy in it. She slipped on a pair of heels and twirled in front of her full-length mirror.
Her body wasn’t small. Not that she minded. She knew this was who she was and she was more than okay with that. Heck, even Seth had acted as if the many curves on her were the sexiest thing in the world. He didn’t seem to care that she had a belly or large thighs or a wide ass, no. He’d grabbed at her and fondled her and growled telling her how fucking hot she was. It was his words and actions that got her drunk on arousal that night. She’d loved hearing him go on and on about her body. About wanting to keep her for himself and saying she’d always be the one for him.
Chapter Three
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