Free Roar For More (Online Shifter Dating Agency Romance) by Sasha Winter Page A

rest for tomorrow’s return to Colorado was to log on to one of the lab’s computers and compile a report to send for Marshall’s benefit. It would have been good to get her superior’s perspective on the research. He was far more experienced than her, and she had learned a lot from sharing a workplace with him, but he was an early to bed, early to rise man and it was likely he wouldn’t get the emailed report until the morning. Hopefully he would see the need to await her return in the office the next day, so she could benefit from his intellect in achieving the swiftest approach to creating and dispensing a solution.
    Before logging off she noticed an email from one of her colleagues informing her about the young lady she had last seen before heading off to Colorado, and learning that the patient was rapidly deteriorating made her feel sad and helpless. Aubrey had travelled many miles on her own expenditure in order to zoom in on a cure for patients like her, but whenever the silent hours came and nothing could be done to further the mission until the next morning, the tragedy of loss of life hit home, and memories of her father came back to haunt her.
    Knowing that she needed some kind of distraction to clear her mind before trying to sleep, Aubrey thought to plug her headphones in and listen to some music, but it was then that she remembered Roar4More instead.
    That sweet-talker she’d been chatting to the day before had been telling her he was a tiger, she recalled. What were the odds of meeting two in just two days, given how rare they were?
    J2Oh had promised to be poised for her contact, and he was true to his word.
    Hey there, I didn’t expect to hear from you so soon , came his response.
    Just a brief respite, she replied . But I just had to check in with my online tiger buddy. Or domestic housecat…whatever you really are ;)
    You still don’t believe I’m a tiger, do you? What can I do to convince you?
    I’m still figuring that out, but I’ve got a growing store of information so I’ll think of something. You better come clean soon or you’ll be snared.
    And what if I find some way of proving it? What reward do I get? A first date?
    I can’t be meeting up with a man I’ve only just met online within the last couple of weeks. There’s too many crazy stories out there.
    You don’t strike me as gullible in any way.
    Exactly, tiger.
    Well if you won’t meet me what other reward could I get? A pretty pic to drool over?
    You can find plenty on Google Images, Aubrey typed with glee, enjoying teasing her online buddy.
    My, aren’t we playing hard to get this evening…
    You can pick the girl with the nicest breasts and just pretend it’s me.
    Hmm…maybe. Would rather see you, though. I still have no idea what you actually look like.
    Aubrey finally thought of a question she could ask this man to see if he was really a tiger or not.
    By the way, how much stronger than a puma is a tiger? You must know, if you’re really a tiger, she said.
    There was an unusually long pause from J2Oh in replying to that one.
    What’s the matter, cat got your tongue? she pressed.
    No…just odd that I’ve been asked that question twice in one day. I’m not sure, although my friend told me that tigers are anywhere between five and ten times stronger.
    What about the wolves then? Are you stronger than one of them?
    Of course. The wolves just sit around howling at the moon because they’re crazy, undomesticated basset hounds.
    All political correctness out of the window, I see.
    Haha. Anyway, shifters are pretty thick-skinned to that kind of teasing, especially us cats. We’re not actually a bunch of pussies, despite the nickname for us.
    I see. I have to go to bed now, but if it makes you happy in the meantime, I’ll leave you with this…
    With what? he asked.
    Tigers are awesome. I actually met one today, and if you’re anything like him, I’m sure we’d get along in person just fine :)
    Aubrey ended on a moment