Romance and adventure await…
Cat and Mouse
Approximately 20,000 words long
The San Francisco Bay Area has a long history of hosting a diverse human population. Things get a little bit wilder than human alone, though. Witches, werewolves, and even demons have claimed the territory for their own. Yet amidst power struggles and supernatural threats, love still finds a way.
As far as Luke Kapur knows, he might be the last weretiger left in the world. Orphaned at a young age, he’s only had limited exposure to other shifters and has never met a female he wanted as a mate. That is until he met curvy Dawn Biancardi, a woman who unknowingly carries shifter blood in her veins.
Dawn just escaped a nightmare marriage and certainly isn’t looking for a new relationship, no matter how her friends urge her to move on. Giving in to her attraction to her co-worker Luke hadn’t been part of her plans, but that was nothing in comparison to the shock of finding out he wasn’t even human. What Luke is on the prowl for is something far more than just another relationship. He wants her as his mate and he wants her to have his children.
And everyone always says women are the ones who rush into commitment.
The touch could have been an accident, but my body certainly didn’t think it was. There was a sudden throb of awareness as heat collected between my thighs and my nipples contracted into hard little pebbles. Charisma and sex appeal rolled off of Luke like the fog coming in over the bay, but he had always kept things perfectly professional between us. There was no reason to assume things were different now, was there? I was still the chubby nerd I had always been.
But he had called me beautiful.
“Have they?” My voice sounded a touch too high and breathless to my own ears. I picked up my glass to finish to finish the whiskey off, then looked around the bar. “Maybe we can find some company for you here.”
“Do you think so?” His hand settled on my knee. I’d been wearing a skirt which fell to just below knee level, but sitting down drew it up further so that his hand was on my bare skin.
I debated with myself over what to do for a few heartbeats before I shifted my leg in closer to his touch. For the sake of modesty I’d been keeping my knees together, but the move parted them a little as well. The unspoken invitation I’d just made left my mouth.
“I’ve noticed that pair over by the door watching you for a while, if that was your sort of thing,” I said.
Luke turned his head to check the table I’d indicated.
“Is that what you think I want?” Luke’s fingers slid up the inside of my thigh, inching their way further up under my skirt. “They’re not really my type.”
I drained my whiskey in one swallow, then set the glass down a touch more heavily than I had intended. “No?”
“I’d rather have a woman with more…meat on her bones.”
His hand was fully under my skirt then. Sitting close together with the bar in front of us hid most of what he was doing, but it was still outrageously public. My heart pounded and I felt just a touch lightheaded.