repeated what Kyle had said at the first meeting.
“First,” Kyle agreed, sending her a smoking hot look.
She cleared her throat and reached for the file. “I think you’ll be pleased with what I was able to come up with.”
She passed the folder to Kyle. As he bent forward to take it, Bree couldn’t resist watching the play of the muscles in his shoulders and chest.
He sat back and opened the file and Bree averted her gaze, only to have it caught by Shawn’s.
Shawn stared at her. The corner of his mouth tipped up.
“Wow, this is great,” Kyle said as he sat at the edge of his chair and placed each design print on the edge of the desk. “You did wonderful work,” he praised.
Bree felt herself blush. “Thank you.”
“Shawn, look at these,” Kyle encouraged, still hovering over the pictures.
Shawn shifted in his chair until his head was next to Kyle’s. If they both turned towards one another, they’d be close enough to kiss.
Bree squirmed at the thought. She’d pay to see that.
“This is it! This is exactly what I wanted,” Kyle mused tapping one of the prints.
Bree leaned closer to get a look. It was the one she would have picked also. “That’s what I was thinking,” she admitted.
Shawn picked it up and grinned. “Well then I guess this concludes the business for the day.”
“Yes, I suppose so. I’ll get to work on the final product Monday morning,” she said, hoping to give the men time to decide on the next step. Leslie had assured her that Shawn, if not both men, would take control over any situation quickly. All she had to do was wait , But that was easier said than done. She wanted to spend more time with them.
Shawn handed the picture back to Kyle and stood. He surprised Bree by walking towards her. He held out his hand.
Squashing her nervousness, Bree took his hand. Shawn pulled her up out of her chair until she was standing within his personal space.
“It’s after five,” he whispered.
Bree nodded, lost in his hold.
“I have reservations, and Kyle and I would like for you to join us. You don’t have plans, do you?”
Bree watched his lips move, not completely understanding the words coming out. Shawn’s nearness was intoxicating.
“Plans? No plans,” she replied breathlessly.
“Great, why don’t you get your things? You can ride with us.” And with that Shawn let go and walked back around the desk to where Kyle was already standing.
She looked from one to the other. “Okay,” she agreed, without having to think about it.
This was the opportunity she’d waited for since she’d met Shawn and Kyle. She had no doubt what she wanted—how far she wanted to go with them.
It was all or nothing.
The ride down the elevator to the car and subsequent drive to the restaurant were quiet. Kyle wanted to jump for joy at having the chance to be with Bree outside of work.
When he asked Shawn when they were going to move on Bree , his mate had told him to let him take care of everything. Kyle trusted in Shawn. And his man had come through.
Shawn drove, with Bree in the passenger seat. Kyle gladly sat behind her, enjoying the scent of his mate close. As soon as Shawn turned south on
Fifth Street
, Kyle knew where they were headed—one of their favourite, private wolf-run restaurants. Which was important. Not only would it begin to introduce Bree into their world, they wouldn’t be bothered there. Public displays of affection were common with shifters. The restaurant was built for privacy.
It was only another five miles until they pulled up in front of the restaurant. Excitement rushed through Kyle’s veins and settled in his hard prick.
“I’ve never been here,” Bree commented as she leant forward, staring out the windshield as they pulled up.
“You’ll love it,” Shawn told her. “This is one of our favourite places. Great food, good people, and a very intimate atmosphere.” Kyle grinned at Shawn’s suggestive tone.
He opened his door and
“First,” Kyle agreed, sending her a smoking hot look.
She cleared her throat and reached for the file. “I think you’ll be pleased with what I was able to come up with.”
She passed the folder to Kyle. As he bent forward to take it, Bree couldn’t resist watching the play of the muscles in his shoulders and chest.
He sat back and opened the file and Bree averted her gaze, only to have it caught by Shawn’s.
Shawn stared at her. The corner of his mouth tipped up.
“Wow, this is great,” Kyle said as he sat at the edge of his chair and placed each design print on the edge of the desk. “You did wonderful work,” he praised.
Bree felt herself blush. “Thank you.”
“Shawn, look at these,” Kyle encouraged, still hovering over the pictures.
Shawn shifted in his chair until his head was next to Kyle’s. If they both turned towards one another, they’d be close enough to kiss.
Bree squirmed at the thought. She’d pay to see that.
“This is it! This is exactly what I wanted,” Kyle mused tapping one of the prints.
Bree leaned closer to get a look. It was the one she would have picked also. “That’s what I was thinking,” she admitted.
Shawn picked it up and grinned. “Well then I guess this concludes the business for the day.”
“Yes, I suppose so. I’ll get to work on the final product Monday morning,” she said, hoping to give the men time to decide on the next step. Leslie had assured her that Shawn, if not both men, would take control over any situation quickly. All she had to do was wait , But that was easier said than done. She wanted to spend more time with them.
Shawn handed the picture back to Kyle and stood. He surprised Bree by walking towards her. He held out his hand.
Squashing her nervousness, Bree took his hand. Shawn pulled her up out of her chair until she was standing within his personal space.
“It’s after five,” he whispered.
Bree nodded, lost in his hold.
“I have reservations, and Kyle and I would like for you to join us. You don’t have plans, do you?”
Bree watched his lips move, not completely understanding the words coming out. Shawn’s nearness was intoxicating.
“Plans? No plans,” she replied breathlessly.
“Great, why don’t you get your things? You can ride with us.” And with that Shawn let go and walked back around the desk to where Kyle was already standing.
She looked from one to the other. “Okay,” she agreed, without having to think about it.
This was the opportunity she’d waited for since she’d met Shawn and Kyle. She had no doubt what she wanted—how far she wanted to go with them.
It was all or nothing.
The ride down the elevator to the car and subsequent drive to the restaurant were quiet. Kyle wanted to jump for joy at having the chance to be with Bree outside of work.
When he asked Shawn when they were going to move on Bree , his mate had told him to let him take care of everything. Kyle trusted in Shawn. And his man had come through.
Shawn drove, with Bree in the passenger seat. Kyle gladly sat behind her, enjoying the scent of his mate close. As soon as Shawn turned south on
Fifth Street
, Kyle knew where they were headed—one of their favourite, private wolf-run restaurants. Which was important. Not only would it begin to introduce Bree into their world, they wouldn’t be bothered there. Public displays of affection were common with shifters. The restaurant was built for privacy.
It was only another five miles until they pulled up in front of the restaurant. Excitement rushed through Kyle’s veins and settled in his hard prick.
“I’ve never been here,” Bree commented as she leant forward, staring out the windshield as they pulled up.
“You’ll love it,” Shawn told her. “This is one of our favourite places. Great food, good people, and a very intimate atmosphere.” Kyle grinned at Shawn’s suggestive tone.
He opened his door and
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