Wolf on Board (Wolves of Willow Bend Book 14) by Heather Long Page A
Authors: Heather Long
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fireplace, and a hammock. A canvas sunscreen could be extended if she wanted to create artificial shade.
“This is sweet.” He strode over to the railing and glanced down at the sea. “This is a really sweet view.” Pivoting, he squinted at her and a smile curved his lips. “It suits you, too, sweetheart.”
“Hmm.” Refusing to be charmed proved harder than she would have supposed. The lamb would take longer, so she elected to narrow their food offerings to one type. “I’ve got a grill and some steaks for dinner. Just so we’re clear, I’m offering steak, some veggies and maybe a beer if you’re very, very good…and nothing else. Capiche ?”
Warm laughter rumbled in his chest. “Anything you say, sweetheart, just put me to work. I can grill a mean steak.”
“You can start by getting that fired up.” She pointed to the charcoal grill. “Then you can wash up in the guest room.” Fortunately, the cottage boasted three bedrooms, so even if she felt an ounce of guilt in making him sleep in the hammock, she had a room to offer. Not that she planned on offering him a room. Unlocking the French doors, she pushed them inward and didn’t give him a single solitary look backward.
Before she reached her kitchen with the groceries and her duffel, she caught the scent of flames on charcoal. Well, she’d give Jake credit—he followed directions well. Glancing over the bar from the kitchen, she found he’d stripped off his shirt and the sun gleamed on his bronze skin.
Holy hell on a cracker.
He definitely needed to sleep in the hammock…on another continent. No wolf should look that good. As if sensing her staring at him, he looked over his shoulder and met her gaze. His eyes gleamed and his smile grew. “See something you like?”
“Yes,” she replied without hesitation. “Obedience pleases me.” Then she jerked her gaze away and busied herself in the kitchen. Somehow, she had to put together the steaks, the vegetables, and her composure before she went back out there and threw herself at him.
His laughter caressed her and her nipples went peaked. He’s here for food. Nothing else.
Too bad her body didn’t believe her anymore than her mind.
Chapter 5
T hree things Jake liked about Mimi’s cottage…the view, the smell of the meal she grilled, and the woman herself. He’d gotten the charcoal lit, admiring the cedar she’d added to the stack in the grill, then she returned outside after a prolonged absence with two bottles of cold beer and a platter of steaks, veggies and more. When he tried to offer assistance, she’d slapped his hand and scowled at him.
Liking his fingers where they were, he accepted his beer and settled on the railing to split his attention between her and the ocean though he found himself watching her more and more. She’d sliced the vegetables with an expert hand, then began to thread them onto skewers. Once the fire heated the metal grill, she painted it with oil before beginning to cook the steaks.
The combination of heady female wolf scent with grilling meat, left his mouth watering for both. Taking a long swallow of the beer, he tried to keep from leering at her. The last thing he needed was to piss her off.
“You’re concentrating awfully hard over there.” Damn, she’d already noticed.
“The food smells fantastic, and I’m contemplating how damn lucky I am to be here in the first place.”
“Good answer,” she said, her smile a flash of pure sunshine. “So what were you doing following me today?”
Another gulp of beer helped cover his shock at her direct inquiry. “Who says I was following you?”
She speared one of the steaks, then flipped it before fixing him with a look. The heat in her gaze scorched him, and at the same time held him still in absolute fascination. Was it possible for a woman to grow more beautiful by the moment?
When she said nothing and asked him no more questions, he had to fight the urge to fidget. “I wasn’t following
“This is sweet.” He strode over to the railing and glanced down at the sea. “This is a really sweet view.” Pivoting, he squinted at her and a smile curved his lips. “It suits you, too, sweetheart.”
“Hmm.” Refusing to be charmed proved harder than she would have supposed. The lamb would take longer, so she elected to narrow their food offerings to one type. “I’ve got a grill and some steaks for dinner. Just so we’re clear, I’m offering steak, some veggies and maybe a beer if you’re very, very good…and nothing else. Capiche ?”
Warm laughter rumbled in his chest. “Anything you say, sweetheart, just put me to work. I can grill a mean steak.”
“You can start by getting that fired up.” She pointed to the charcoal grill. “Then you can wash up in the guest room.” Fortunately, the cottage boasted three bedrooms, so even if she felt an ounce of guilt in making him sleep in the hammock, she had a room to offer. Not that she planned on offering him a room. Unlocking the French doors, she pushed them inward and didn’t give him a single solitary look backward.
Before she reached her kitchen with the groceries and her duffel, she caught the scent of flames on charcoal. Well, she’d give Jake credit—he followed directions well. Glancing over the bar from the kitchen, she found he’d stripped off his shirt and the sun gleamed on his bronze skin.
Holy hell on a cracker.
He definitely needed to sleep in the hammock…on another continent. No wolf should look that good. As if sensing her staring at him, he looked over his shoulder and met her gaze. His eyes gleamed and his smile grew. “See something you like?”
“Yes,” she replied without hesitation. “Obedience pleases me.” Then she jerked her gaze away and busied herself in the kitchen. Somehow, she had to put together the steaks, the vegetables, and her composure before she went back out there and threw herself at him.
His laughter caressed her and her nipples went peaked. He’s here for food. Nothing else.
Too bad her body didn’t believe her anymore than her mind.
Chapter 5
T hree things Jake liked about Mimi’s cottage…the view, the smell of the meal she grilled, and the woman herself. He’d gotten the charcoal lit, admiring the cedar she’d added to the stack in the grill, then she returned outside after a prolonged absence with two bottles of cold beer and a platter of steaks, veggies and more. When he tried to offer assistance, she’d slapped his hand and scowled at him.
Liking his fingers where they were, he accepted his beer and settled on the railing to split his attention between her and the ocean though he found himself watching her more and more. She’d sliced the vegetables with an expert hand, then began to thread them onto skewers. Once the fire heated the metal grill, she painted it with oil before beginning to cook the steaks.
The combination of heady female wolf scent with grilling meat, left his mouth watering for both. Taking a long swallow of the beer, he tried to keep from leering at her. The last thing he needed was to piss her off.
“You’re concentrating awfully hard over there.” Damn, she’d already noticed.
“The food smells fantastic, and I’m contemplating how damn lucky I am to be here in the first place.”
“Good answer,” she said, her smile a flash of pure sunshine. “So what were you doing following me today?”
Another gulp of beer helped cover his shock at her direct inquiry. “Who says I was following you?”
She speared one of the steaks, then flipped it before fixing him with a look. The heat in her gaze scorched him, and at the same time held him still in absolute fascination. Was it possible for a woman to grow more beautiful by the moment?
When she said nothing and asked him no more questions, he had to fight the urge to fidget. “I wasn’t following
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