Rogue Shifter [High-Country Shifters 3] by Melody Snow Monroe Page B

two.”
    “Never forget that.” Malik leaned over and kissed her. “You do know that you always had the control.”
    “Sure, I did, especially when I was tied up and blindfolded.” Though she had to admit that was very exciting.
    He laughed, and all seemed right with the world.
     
    * * * *
     
    There was no question about it. Making love with Amy had changed him. Cavon decided that he wanted to stay in Spirit and be part of her world. Never had he met anyone like her before. The Anterran women were so uptight compared to her. She was free and loving and wonderful. But she was also ambitious, and he understood she was the type of woman who would never be satisfied with a bunch of guys who just liked to have a good time.
    “I’m going out to find a job. You want to come with me?”
    They were in the hotel restaurant eating breakfast. If Amy hadn’t needed to get up early, they would have spent the night. Actually, it was Malik who thought she might want some space to think about the epic event. For once, his brother might have been right.
    He drank his coffee. Are you out of your fucking mind?
    Malik watched entirely too much American television. His slang was getting out of hand. “No. We can’t keep spending all of Lara’s money. That card is for other Anterrans to use when and if they want to visit.”
    “I’m on vacation.”
    Cavon ate the last piece of bacon and let the juices trickle over his tongue. He could really get used to this way of eating, but he knew this way of life would make them soft. “For how long?”
    “For however long I want it to last.”
    His brother had been the one to say he wanted to move here permanently. “What happens when we want to get a place of our own? How are you going to pay for it?”
    I worked my whole life in Anterra. I need a break.
    When Malik resorted to telepathy he was usually hiding something, as he was better at blocking mental transmission than controlling how he said his words.
    Cavon looked around to see if anyone noticed his partial one-way conversation. When no one seemed to be paying any attention to them, he continued. “Would you say Amy is a very hard worker?”
    “Extremely.”
    “Why would she want to be with two slackers when there are men who own hotels, for example.” He waved his hand at the exclusive establishment.
    “She finds us intriguing.” He grinned.
    His brother couldn’t be that dense. “The mystery will wear off.”
    Malik leaned back in his chair. “She might tire of you, but she’s attracted to me.”
    When did you turn into such an egotistical bastard?
    Malik sat up and looked him in the eye. “Drop it.”
    Cavon pushed back his chair and picked up his breakfast tray. After he dumped the paper products in the trash, he set the tray on top and walked out.
    He was not going to take advantage of Lara’s generosity. Just because she’d gotten acting roles and made money in the movies didn’t mean he wasn’t supposed to work. Besides, he knew himself. Unless he contributed in some way, he wouldn’t like himself very much. The problem was that he had no education that would count here, and his skills were lacking. He knew how to drive a car on dirt roads, but not in traffic. He could fight wolves, but what human would believe him? No one would want to hire a guy with no record of past employment.
    He and Malik should have discussed this more thoroughly. Damn . Next door was a bookstore, but while he read well, he didn’t know any American authors. Margie’s dress shop was directly across the street, which was out of the question. He ran his gaze westward and spotted Martins Sporting Goods store. If they needed someone to sell fishing equipment or bows and arrows, he was their man.
    He headed there. When he entered the store, there were quite a lot of people, which gave him time to look around without a salesman hovering over him. On the right wall of the store was a large, fifteen-foot-tall stand with handles on it. He had