make love to her again. How
stupid was that? Getting involved with a human. Once
she found out the truth about him, she’d run a mile.
He’d
write her a note to tell her how much he’d enjoyed the meal and the fun they’d
had afterward and leave it at that.
****
A
heavy truck running its engine outside the window woke Charlotte. She squinted
and then opened her eyes. Damn, she hadn’t set her alarm. She’d be late for
work again. She sat up and put her legs over the side of the bed. Ouch, her
pussy was tender, but at least she knew what had caused it. She smiled
remembering Aiden. She saw a piece of folded paper on the nightstand with her
name on it. She picked it up and read it-
Charlotte thanks
for a lovely evening and the best sex I’ve ever had. Didn’t want to wake you
but I had to be at work at 7:00 a.m. hope you don’t mind me just leaving like
this. Let’s do the same thing again…soon-Aiden.
She
grinned and folded the paper back in half. Yeah, it had been the best sex of her life too. She stood, feeling her
pussy throb, its inner walls chaffed and sore, but she didn’t mind one little
bit. Charlotte walked into the bathroom and turned on the light. Her skin looked
great this morning. There was a certain glow to her face. Yeah, she’d been too
long without sex, but what a comeback it had been.
****
He
should never have taken Christopher to the clinic, and they wouldn’t be in this
dilemma.
He
tapped the steering wheel as he sat in his car in the parking lot of the
hospital, wondering how he could get in there unnoticed and take the vial of
blood. On the other hand, if he hadn’t taken Christopher to the clinic he would
never have met Charlotte. Would never have experienced a
night like they’d just shared. He grew hard just thinking about her legs
spread before him and him sliding into her hot, wet slit. Sex with her had been
a hundred times better than with a fellow shifter. He was already scared that
he might be hooked.
Aiden
took a swig of soda and glanced at the hospital again. He had to do something
and do it fast. The only thing he could think of right now was to shift into
his bear half and run amok inside, find the lab, and cause havoc in there while
casually knocking over the vial or stealing it. Sure he knew the consequences.
Wildlife control would be called. He’d get darted, rounded up, shipped out to God
knows where, but at least he would have gotten rid of the evidence and it would
all be over.
Getting
out of the car, he closed his eyes. Sometimes keeping the bear under control was
hard, but if he just relaxed and thought about the job at hand, he could get
this over and done with as soon as possible.
****
Charlotte
sang under her breath while setting a Styrofoam cup filled with coffee and a
glazed donut on a napkin down beside Ginny.
“Wow,
someone sounds happy today,” said Ginny.
“Yeah,
I had one hell of a night with the hunky guy I told you about yesterday.”
Charlotte
hung up her raincoat.
“You
slept with him?”
Charlotte
wasn’t usually the kiss and tell type, but after last night she needed to tell
someone that she’d met Mr. Wonderful.
“Wow
and on a first date.”
“He
took me to this romantic restaurant, and we danced. And he made it feel like we’d
known one another for years. And there was just something about him I couldn’t
resist.”
“Someone
sounds like someone’s in love.”
Charlotte
swung around to face Ginny while slipping on her lab coat. “What makes you say
that?”
“You’ve
made an exception to one of your rules. When anyone does that it often means
the person they’re making the exception for is different…special. Plus, you had
a certain sparkle in your eyes when you told me.”
Charlotte
glanced in the mirror, had there been? Ginny was a smart lady, but surely she
was reading too much into this.
“So
are you going to see him again?”
Good question.
“He
left a note saying we should do it again, but you know
Amanda A. Allen, Auburn Seal