Free For Your Paws Only (Supernatural Enforcers Agency #2) by E A Price Page B

of partying.
    Cutter grabbed his beer. Fuck, he’d need alcohol just to listen to these vacuous girls. He’d rather listen to Lucie explain the difference between knitting and crocheting. Damn, he could have listened to her talk about that all day long.
    He took a long swig and frowned at the slightly bitter taste. The twins were gushing about how they won a wet t-shirt contest on their last spring break. Cutter gulped down his drink; he didn’t care about the taste, he just needed alcohol – stat. This was going to be a very boring conversation.
    *
    He watched as Cutter lurched and shambled to the open door of the cab. The peacock shifter trying to shepherd him into the vehicle swore and slapped at him. The intoxicated wolf shifter laughed uproariously at a joke no one else seemed to get.
    He snorted. What a fucking joke. He smiled as he considered that taking that peacock home would rupture any chance he would have with the hedgehog shifter Cutter was lusting after.
    Huh, maybe he’d kill the hedgehog, too. Before he killed Cutter, just to make the fucker suffer. In the years he’d spent dreaming of the things he’d like to do to Cutter, he hadn’t factored in hurting his female. Might make it even more fun.
    “You coming, baby?” slurred his own female for the night.
    He turned back to watch her rubbing up and down against his car. He gave her an indulgent smile mixed with contempt. He gave one last look at Cutter, who was trying to get out the other side of the cab, and the peacock who was trying to grab onto his arm.
    “Yes, I am.”

Chapter Six

Wednesday
    Lucie felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach. Ten-pound, mutant butterflies by the feel of them . She was just a teeny bit nervous.
    Go big or go home. Well, maybe more like biggish .
    This probably wasn’t what Avery had in mind, but this was a gesture that was very her. She didn’t want to do something that was out of character; she wanted Cutter to love her just as she came. A somewhat cute, stubborn as nails, curvaceous hedgehog shifter.
    She had considered Isis’ suggestion of turning up in her birthday suit and giving him a sensual mauling. But she was ever so slightly concerned about a huge gust of wind blowing up her coat and giving everyone a free peep show. Perhaps, it was something they could try later – like for a one-year anniversary or something.
    For now, she needed to do this her way. So, she spent the previous evening baking his favorite treat - blueberry muffins. She assumed they were his favorite because every time he went to the coffee shop they were his choice du jour of sweet treats. Yeah, her stalking had finally paid off .
    She had arranged them all pretty-like in a basket and had specifically chosen a blue sundress that highlighted her eyes and accentuated her best assets. She giggled as she had a brief feeling of being Little Red Riding Hood, and Cutter playing the part of the Big Bad Wolf. Or maybe she’d be Little Blue Riding Hood. Either way .
    Her hedgehog snuffled and wrinkled her nose in excitement. Yep, this was it. She would lay her soul bare, tell him she loved him, and she would ask him once and for all if he could ever be with her. In about ten minutes, she was going to be very happy or very sad – but at least she will have tried. Then, she’d give it a week, come up with a new plan and try again!
    Lucie rapped on Cutter’s apartment door. The door swung open and… the smile froze on her face as a half-naked, young peacock shifter stood framed in the doorway. In Cutter's doorway! The girl’s expression was one of boredom and Lucie couldn’t fail to notice that she was wearing one of Cutter’s shirts.
    She felt sharp prickles at her heart as her hedgehog whined unhappily. Nope, this didn’t mean anything. Not, yet. There could be a perfectly reasonable explanation.
    “Uhh, hi, I thought this was Cutter’s place.”
    The girl shrugged. “It is.”
    Well, so much for hoping she just had the wrong