Free What a Bear Wants by Nikki Winter Page A

“This is a no judgment zone. I’d love you either way. Just as long as your chosen girl understood that she didn’t have to be threatened by my role in your life, we’d be fine.”
              “You’re insane.” Fallon stated flatly.
              “I’d simply want your mate to be comfortable. I mean, with us being so close and all I could understand how many could misinterpret the nature of our relationship. Not to mention, we’d make an awfully good couple. You with your brooding sexiness—”
    “Oh for fuck’s sake.”
    “—and me with my gorgeous smile and awesome tits. We’re rather cute together.” 
              “This conversation is so over.”
              “See?” Cree said gleefully. “Brooding sexiness.”
              Fallon’s lips finally curved. “I hate you.”
              Her friend simply grinned. “I know, baby, I know.”
              “No wonder you keep threatening my extremely desirable masculinity,” A deep voice said from just over Fallon’s head. “You prefer the bun more than you do the hotdog.”
              As Cree stiffened and a low growl rumbled from her chest, Fallon looked up to see Maddox standing beside her shoulders. “This isn’t what it looks like.”
              He smirked. “I know that line in at least six different languages, sweetheart.”
              She held Cree still. Apparently her friend had an intense dislike for the bear. Days ago she’d been fine with him around and now, well now it looked as if she wanted to rip his face off and use it as a mask for Halloween this year. “I’m sure you do but what you’re currently witnessing is—”
              “A lover’s quarrel?”
              “ No.” Fallon answered adamantly. “Sometimes we—”
              “Wrestle each other to the ground like playful pups...before it turns into dirty, sexy fun time?”
              Exasperated now, she dropped her head back and closed her eyes, all while keeping Cree from getting up and giving Maddox what would definitely be a few more claw marks on that pretty face. “What do you want, Maddox?”
              “To be invited to the next secret tryst?” He offered.
              Cree barked and Fallon said, “I will let her go.”
              He rolled his eyes. “My brother is pouting because you won’t talk to him.”
              “And this is my problem because...?”
              “You want to fuck each other. Stop fighting it and let nature take its course.”
              “And this conversation is officially over.” Fallon replied.
              “Fallon—”
              She did what she’d already promised and finally let Cree go, climbing to her feet and watching without an ounce of remorse as the crazed female charged Maddox and knocked him to the ground.
              Fallon didn’t even cringe as she walked away and heard him scream out, “ My hair! My beautiful hair! Ow you insane she-bitch!”
     
     

Chapter 8
             
              There was a bear on her porch. Not a teddy bear with a top hat and dead eyes...but an actual bear...sitting there. Fifteen hundred pounds of grizzly ass was calmly resting against the strong wood of her front steps and Fallon didn’t know whether to turn and run away or attempt to find Gladys. She did neither; she just stood there, staring.
              When that started to bore her, she calmly folded her arms across her chest and asked, “Is there something you’re trying to communicate to me by doing this?” Clearly it always had to be the extreme with Ransom and it was obvious that the big bastard noticed she’d been going out of her way to stay away from him over the last few days. Fallon figured she’d be able to keep the routine up since his week at Wilder Lodge was almost up and their