Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
I can’t take my eyes off him. He keeps glancing over, trying to find me through the glare of the sun on the windows.
God, he looks even worse than I feel. He looks awful.
He’s wringing his hands and rubbing his wrists as he looks over every so often with a pained stare.
I can tell this is tearing him apart. He looks like he was up all night. His hair is all messy and his shirt is on inside out. It hurts my heart to see and I actually start to feel bad for him.
Seeing how much I mean to him, how much pain not being near me is causing him, brings a smile to my lips.
The mechanic finishes with my car and I watch as Westin pays him.
“Go talk to him,” Debbie urges as the tow truck leaves the parking lot. “You’ll see. It’s going to be okay.”
My mind is spinning as he takes one last long pained look at the diner and then drops his head and shuffles over to this truck.
Then all of a sudden, my feet start moving on their own and I rush outside. “Westin!” I call out to him.
He whips his head around and there’s so much hope and longing in his eyes that I know I’m already going to forgive him. How can I not?
“Westin, wait,” I say as I rush over.
“I’m so sorry, Kimberly,” he says with a wince. I can hear the pain in his voice. “I’d never hurt you. I should have explained. My bear got me all worked up—you got me all worked up—and I just reacted. I wasn’t thinking. I can’t think straight around your beauty. I’m a mess without you.”
“Okay, relax,” I say with a chuckle as I raise my hand to calm him down.
His whole body is strained as he watches me with pained blue eyes and it hits me that this is real. We are mates. This intense connection is real.
“Debbie explained why you bit me. You were marking me?”
He slowly nods.
“So, I’m yours now?”
He doesn’t answer, but I can tell that I am. And it brings a smile to my face.
“I’m kind of a mess without you too,” I tell him.
His beautiful blue eyes light up. “Really?”
I nod.
I don’t want to spend another night without him.
“I finish at four,” I tell him as I inch a little closer to his tempting body. “Are you going to be waiting for me right here?”
“I’m not leaving this parking lot.”
“Good,” I say with a laugh. “But in that case, you might want to fix your shirt. It’s inside out.”
He quickly takes it off and puts it the right way as I get a full glorious view of his chest, abs, and arms.
“I’ll see you at four,” I say in a seductive voice as I turn away from him. I strut back to the diner, swaying my round ass for him, and I can feel his eyes on me the entire way.
Four o’clock is not going to come fast enough.
Chapter Six
Westin
Kimberly is in my house. My mate is in my house.
I still can’t believe it.
I can’t take my eyes off her as she walks around the living room, looking at the view of the mountains.
“It’s stunning here,” she says as she looks out of the floor to ceiling window.
My eyes are locked on her round ass. “It certainly is.”
She smiles as she turns around. “This was not what I was expecting.”
“What were you expecting?”
She laughs to herself. “You remember Winnie the Pooh’s house?”
“You thought I lived in a hollowed-out tree?”
She shrugs with a grin on her lips. Fuck, this girl constantly puts a smile on my face. Except, of course when I’m twisting in anguish over her.
“You said you were a talking bear so I just assumed…”
I laugh. “For the record, my bear can’t talk.”
“Can he juggle?”
“Nope.”
“Ride a tricycle?”
“I don’t think so. I’ve never tried, but if you insist he just might.”
“I insist.”
I love how she makes me laugh so easily. “Still, it might be a tough sell. He’s a little big for tricycles.”
Her eyes widen a little as they drop down to my chest. “How big?”
“Giant grizzly bear big.”
“Wow,” she whispers under her breath as she stares at my chest that’s hiding my pounding heart. “That’s big. Do I get to see him?”
I suck in a breath as I watch her. My bear is still all amped up and agitated. Marking her neck calmed him a little, but he wants her body claimed as well. So do I, but I’m not as impatient as him.
Okay, maybe I am, but I’m better at hiding it.
Even now he’s pacing around, urging me to go over there, grab her, pick her up, and carry her to the bedroom. I can feel his intentions and demands flowing through me.
Clothes ripped off, legs spread, pussy claimed…