Shiftr: Swipe Left for Love (Kristin) BBW Tiger Shifter Romance (Hope Valley BBW online dating app romances Book 2) by Ariana Hawkes Page B
Authors: Ariana Hawkes
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giving her time.
“So that was you up that tree?” she said at last.
“Yes,” he said, bowing his head.
“How the hell were you there? Were you stalking me?” she demanded. She could hear the aggression in her voice, but right now, she didn’t care. She was so mad at him.
“No, of course not. I was just out in the forest, running, hunting, you know. And, to my surprise, I picked up your scent. I could tell that you were working out, so, of course I wanted to take a look at you. But you were going fast, and you were suddenly closer than I’d expected, so I leapt into a tree to avoid being seen by you. I just never expected you to look up. People never do.”
“It’s my job to be observant,” she said drily. “I’m a journalist.”
“That’s really cool,” he said, looking fascinated.
“Your pants are undone,” she said, dropping her gaze.
“Oops, sorry.” He pulled the zipper up, not at all embarrassed. “I just got dressed in a hurry,” he said with a shrug. She saw a flash of dark hair before his pants were fully closed. Is he going commando? Fuck, that’s hot! He took a step towards her.
“We haven’t been introduced properly. I’m Roman.” He held his hand out. Reflexively, she did the same. His hand was strong and large, and she felt something, like a buzz of static, as they connected.
“Kristin,” she replied. He stood and looked at her seriously.
“Kristin, I need to understand why you don’t think we’re compatible. The app identified us as being a 100% match. We’re fated mates. That’s a rare and amazing thing. Some shifters spend their whole lives looking for their fated mate. Some die lonely because they never find them. For a shifter, it’s the jewel in the crown of life.” Kristin stared at him, feeling so, so torn.
“We’re not fated mates, Roman. There’s a lot about me that you don’t understand. I’m flattered by you pursuing me, really I am. But I’m not the one for you. Please leave me alone now.”
“Leave you alone – are you sure? You don’t look like you want me to leave you alone,” he said, in a low, purring voice. He took a step closer, and she took a step back, but not before she’d picked up his smell – a rich, masculine, outdoorsy scent, that seemed to insinuate itself into her nostrils. She gazed up at him wordlessly. “You look so sexy, glowing from your workout,” he continued. She shook her head, breaking the tension.
“Please! I’m all hot and sweaty,” she said.
“And that’s very sexy. You’ve got a tiny rivulet of perspiration, right here.” He reached out and touched her clavicle. Her body jolted, as if his finger had scorched her skin. “I would lick it away if we were more intimate with each other.” At his words, a little flame ignited deep inside her. Her clit tingled and she felt a shiver as her nipples hardened. She was glad they were hidden by the industrial-strength sports bra she was wearing. She’d never heard such a seductive voice before. It was soft, and low, with a smooth hypnotic resonance. If I don’t snap out of it, he could probably strip me naked right here without me protesting , she thought. God! That was perilously close to being her ultimate fantasy.
He took another half-step closer.
“I would love to get to know you better, Kristin. To be intimate with our minds as well as our bodies. I want to know all about you – how you think and feel; what your passions are.” He was now close enough to kiss her, something she very badly wanted him to do. This had to stop. She took two big steps back.
“Roman, we’re less compatible than the app thinks,” she said. “You want to have kids and I don’t. And that’s a big problem.” His eyes widened.
“But why? Your body is so ready. And having cubs with my mate is my lifelong dream.”
“And that’s why we’re not mates!” she shouted, her pain coming out as aggression. “I don’t want to have your cubs !”
“Your body is
“So that was you up that tree?” she said at last.
“Yes,” he said, bowing his head.
“How the hell were you there? Were you stalking me?” she demanded. She could hear the aggression in her voice, but right now, she didn’t care. She was so mad at him.
“No, of course not. I was just out in the forest, running, hunting, you know. And, to my surprise, I picked up your scent. I could tell that you were working out, so, of course I wanted to take a look at you. But you were going fast, and you were suddenly closer than I’d expected, so I leapt into a tree to avoid being seen by you. I just never expected you to look up. People never do.”
“It’s my job to be observant,” she said drily. “I’m a journalist.”
“That’s really cool,” he said, looking fascinated.
“Your pants are undone,” she said, dropping her gaze.
“Oops, sorry.” He pulled the zipper up, not at all embarrassed. “I just got dressed in a hurry,” he said with a shrug. She saw a flash of dark hair before his pants were fully closed. Is he going commando? Fuck, that’s hot! He took a step towards her.
“We haven’t been introduced properly. I’m Roman.” He held his hand out. Reflexively, she did the same. His hand was strong and large, and she felt something, like a buzz of static, as they connected.
“Kristin,” she replied. He stood and looked at her seriously.
“Kristin, I need to understand why you don’t think we’re compatible. The app identified us as being a 100% match. We’re fated mates. That’s a rare and amazing thing. Some shifters spend their whole lives looking for their fated mate. Some die lonely because they never find them. For a shifter, it’s the jewel in the crown of life.” Kristin stared at him, feeling so, so torn.
“We’re not fated mates, Roman. There’s a lot about me that you don’t understand. I’m flattered by you pursuing me, really I am. But I’m not the one for you. Please leave me alone now.”
“Leave you alone – are you sure? You don’t look like you want me to leave you alone,” he said, in a low, purring voice. He took a step closer, and she took a step back, but not before she’d picked up his smell – a rich, masculine, outdoorsy scent, that seemed to insinuate itself into her nostrils. She gazed up at him wordlessly. “You look so sexy, glowing from your workout,” he continued. She shook her head, breaking the tension.
“Please! I’m all hot and sweaty,” she said.
“And that’s very sexy. You’ve got a tiny rivulet of perspiration, right here.” He reached out and touched her clavicle. Her body jolted, as if his finger had scorched her skin. “I would lick it away if we were more intimate with each other.” At his words, a little flame ignited deep inside her. Her clit tingled and she felt a shiver as her nipples hardened. She was glad they were hidden by the industrial-strength sports bra she was wearing. She’d never heard such a seductive voice before. It was soft, and low, with a smooth hypnotic resonance. If I don’t snap out of it, he could probably strip me naked right here without me protesting , she thought. God! That was perilously close to being her ultimate fantasy.
He took another half-step closer.
“I would love to get to know you better, Kristin. To be intimate with our minds as well as our bodies. I want to know all about you – how you think and feel; what your passions are.” He was now close enough to kiss her, something she very badly wanted him to do. This had to stop. She took two big steps back.
“Roman, we’re less compatible than the app thinks,” she said. “You want to have kids and I don’t. And that’s a big problem.” His eyes widened.
“But why? Your body is so ready. And having cubs with my mate is my lifelong dream.”
“And that’s why we’re not mates!” she shouted, her pain coming out as aggression. “I don’t want to have your cubs !”
“Your body is
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