Free Wolf's Desire by Ambrielle Kirk Page B

to him. Bare legs, panties, and all.
    Keira couldn’t get enough of him. Her body trembled for more of his touch. She could smell their arousal in the air, mingling together.
    He moved to kiss her over her face, her temples, the place behind her ears, the sensitive column of her neck, all the while leaving a trail of icy hot flames against her skin.
    Yes, this was a dream. It definitely had to be.
    Someone pounded on the driver side door of the van and they parted swiftly. Coldness gripped her when Aiden left her. When she looked up toward the front, she saw the flashing blue lights through the window.
    The police. They’d been caught.
    Aiden moved to the front of the van. “Yes, Officer?”
    “You need some help?”
    “We ran out of gas, Officer. I just located my cell phone and we were in the process of calling roadside service.”
    “Your van looks like it’s been through hell and back.”
    Keira’s heart dropped.
    “We bought it from the junk yard.” Aiden’s reply was quick. “It was all we could afford. Is there something you need to see…Officer?”
    Keira heard some voices blaring from the police radio.
    “10-23,” the police said into the radio. He aimed the flashlight inside the van, and it landed on Keira’s face.
    “Are you okay, ma’am?”
    “Yes. Now that we ’ve found the phone, I am.”
    “10-17.” There was scratching on the other end of t he police radio. “Roadside service has dispatched. They’re on the way with enough gas to get you to the nearest station.”
    Aiden nodded. “Thank you.”
    The police tipped his hat, and returned to his vehicle.
    Keira’s heartbeats were still frantic and uneven, but it wasn’t because she feared the police would discover what they’d done, it was because of what Aiden had done to her.
    She ran her tongue across her bottom lip, still tasting him. He tasted like the forest after a rain storm and she never wanted to leave.
    Aiden reached for the cell phone that had fallen on the floor and punched in some numbers. “Devin, it’s me. I’m alright. Don’t send anyone. I’ll come to you.”
    There was mo re quick exchanges between him and this man, Devin. Aiden talked in circles making it hard for her to comprehend what was being discussed.
    Finally, Aiden’s eyes trained on Keira and he said, “I can’t talk now, but I have something of value. I’ll bring it to you.”

Chapt er Eight
     
    For Aiden, having dinner at ten at night wasn’t all that odd. To Keira, it probably was. He was used to eating his last meal well into the night when his job had ended, well mostly ended, for the day and his clients were sleeping. This job was different. Although, it wasn’t really a job anymore. The moment he scented Keira Ellis, this had turned into something personal.
    He’d driven for over an hour before he realized how late it was. Keira had fallen asleep in the passenger seat, and his mind had been racing one hundred miles an hour recapping everything. The hard evidence of what they’d endured on her front lawn had been all over her skin and clothes, so he’d woken her up, they’d checked in at a bed and breakfast, and taken turns in the shower. Now they were in the little diner across the street having a meal, and devouring it in silence.
    Aiden gobbled down the last of his lamb chop and then gulped the rest of his water. Before the glass could even hit the table, the waitress was at his side filling it again.
    “Can I get you anything else?” the waitress asked, batting her eyelashes.
    Aiden turned to Keira who’d just finished a sandwich. “What else would you like?”
    She shook her head. “I’m fine, thank you. I have a bowl of soup to finish.”
    “That will be all,” Aiden replied to the waitress.
    “If there is anything else…” she touched his forearm lightly. “…I’ll be right around the corner.”
    Right around the corner…
    His mate had been living less than three hours away from him, literally right around the