them, a vision of the
beautiful black woman swollen with his cubs made his spine tingle and his gut
ache.
Riley Gold. Her name fit her. With
all that beautiful soft brown hair and golden highlights sparkling in the sun.
Even the honey gold brown of her skin was remarkable, tempting his eyes to
feast on her. His tongue recalled the taste of all the warm, smooth flesh when
she was bare before him. His cock twitched and stretched.
Exhaling he shook his head. This
woman was not the one. He needed to be fixing his sights on the available
females in the county. Maybe selecting a Were who would be experiencing her
first outing on Friday night. He’d heard talk that the Grizwalds youngest
daughter would be joining in this year. Shayna was young, twenty-two as most ‘first
outer’ women, but pretty with her deep ebony skin. He hadn’t missed the few
skittish looks she’d given him along with a few other males in town as she
sashayed by them.
For some reason his mind didn’t
display a picture of her carrying his seed.
Yup, his mind was truly messed up.
“Papa, I’m hungry!” Bernie launched
himself out of the swing and came sprinting to him.
Theo pushed away from the tree and
his wayward thoughts and scooped up his son and hugged him. “Hungry. Didn’t I
already feed you today?” Theo tickled him.
A peeling laugh came out of his son.
“But, grandma said I’m a grown boy.”
“A growing boy,” he corrected
as he moved closer to Riley and Aubrey who were leaving the swing. “You ready
to eat, too, Aubrey?”
“Two plates. I’m grown, too.”
Setting Bernie down, he poked Aubrey
in the belly. “Then if you’re so grown how about you pay for lunch.”
“But, I have no money.” Aubrey
pulled out the insides of his jean pockets showing that they were empty.
“That may be a problem.” Theo rubbed
his chin as if he were pondering the issue.
“Maybe Mrs. Riley can pay,” Bernie
volunteered.
Theo looked from his sons’ cheery
faces with their wild black hair to Riley. She didn’t hold his gaze long;
instead she looked off toward the other families playing in the park. He’d
never have her pay, but for a moment he wondered what kind of financial state a
woman would be in if she could place all of her belongings in a small sedan. He
hadn’t missed that her car had been packed as if she were headed to a new life.
Believing that whatever was going on with her was her business and he had no
right to pry, he didn’t ask.
“Now, what kind of men would we be
if we allowed a woman to pay for lunch for us?”
Bernie shrugged.
Aubrey said, “Nice ones?”
Ruffling Aubrey’s hair, Theo shook
his head. “Not even close, son.”
“Can we go to Gobi’s?” Bernie asked.
“Sure.” Looking back at the
mysterious woman before him, he asked, “You hungry, Riley?”
Shifting her pretty hazel eyes
toward him, she nodded. “Amazingly I am. I think it must be all the woodland
air. I usually only eat a light breakfast and dinner.”
“That’s not nearly enough substance.
Whatever you do for a living must not be very strenuous.”
“Actually, I’m a preschool teacher.”
She nodded toward his twins. “I spend my day chasing fifteen children like your
boys around a room.”
As they left the park and headed
back to Paw Tracks Street, he tilted his head and observed the woman walking
beside him. Theo tried to picture her as a teacher and having multiple children
tugging on her for one thing or another. He realized that she had seemed
extremely comfortable with his boys from the moment she walked into the kitchen.
Now he knew why. It fit her.
“I bet the little ones in your
classroom love you.”
A shadow crossed her features then
disappeared. “I’ll miss them.”
“Why?” Glancing at the road before
he allowed his boys to cross after a truck went by, he moved their small group
to the other side.
She ran her hand idly over her hair,
pushing back the few strands that had escaped the plait.
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