Southern Shifters: Stick Shifter (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Moxie North Page B

holes. When he had mentioned that she felt something for him, he had been right. He was handsome sure; he looked like a model or a movie star. But that wasn’t what she found so attractive. It was something else.
    The man smelled good. Like expensive body products, not the kind she bought at Wal-Mart. Not that she felt bad about shopping at Wal-Mart; they had a decent selection. But you could tell from the top of his head to the bottom of his probably perfectly manicured feet, he had top of the line stuff. That mixed with his manly smell was beyond appealing.
    There was something else that she couldn’t explain. She felt incredibly drawn to him. Like a magnet was pulling her towards him. She wasn’t nervous around him, which she really should be considering who he was. But she’d talked her head off with him tonight. In fact, as she sat in front of the TV, she replayed how much she jabbered to him. He didn’t seem put out at all; rather he’d kept asking her questions which kept her talking.
    She had to admit she was a little embarrassed as she recalled how much she shared with him. Hell, she even told him her favorite color and her obsession with My Little Pony dolls. Okay, not just the dolls, but the TV shows, the lunchboxes, and a few shirts she might own. But he smiled like he thought it was cute.
    His eyes, man his eyes. She could barely keep eye contact with him. They were so stunning with the golden brown color searing into her when he watched her. And he watched her constantly. She knew every time her eyes flitted away from his that his were still glued to her. It should have made her skin crawl. Instead, it felt like he was protecting her. Although that was a ridiculous thought. He had probably just been staring at her ass. That region of her body along with her boobs seemed to get hotter around him.
    Tomorrow he wanted to ride the Dragon with her. She was confident in her skills, and she had to assume he wasn’t lying that he knew how to ride. After their trip, she knew that he wasn’t just going to give her a “see ya” and leave. No, his intent towards her was hard to deny. She could deny all she wanted by saying that he was looking for a fling. But there was no reason for him to play her. As he said, he had a list of women, probably stunningly beautiful women who were just a phone call away.
    So knowing that there was an actual chance that he liked her and wanted to spend time with her, that thought had her up for longer than she would have liked before she fell asleep dreaming about the curves of tomorrow. The road and the maneuvering with William Klein.

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    W ill was glad when he returned to the cabin and had the chance to replay every moment from the seconds before he found his mate to the supreme joy of finding her. He wanted to talk to someone. He knew some of his brother-in-law’s family had mated to humans, but that wasn’t a phone call he wanted to make. He already knew what they were going to say. Take it slow, and the mating call will win out.
    There was always option B. It was the one that he was leaning towards right now, and his cougar was thrilled.
    Will was never the sit back and let things happen kind of man. He was a take charge man. The Platinum was one of the most successful hotels and casinos on the strip. When he saw what he wanted, whether it was a designer or a band to headline a show, he made it happen. He wanted Delaney in his arms, in his home, and in his bed, not months from now, but tomorrow. So he was going to do what it took to get her there.
    After their ride, he was going to lay it out for her and show her his animal. She wouldn’t be scared when he told her how much his cougar liked her and that they were fated mates. How many women could resist that? A declaration of love and devotion from a man to make all their dreams come true.
    Today was the last day that he would have to sleep alone. The last day he would be without his mate at his side.
    Will’s cougar