PAIGE’S BOSSY BEAR
Copyright 2014 by
MARIE MASON
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ABOUT THIS BOOK:
They said the road to true love could be rocky. Quinn’s courtship of Paige was covered with huge freaking boulders!
Paige Matthews had finally found her one true love, bear shifter named Quinn Blackwood. Raised by an elderly aunt, she has never relied on anyone for anything. Adjusting to a big bear shifter—a big, bossy, bear shifter—was taking some getting used to. Especially, when he insisted they move in together. She didn’t know why she was hesitating. Fate had given her everything she’d ever desired. What it hadn’t done was provide an instruction manual on her to handle her alpha male bear.
One blind date had revealed Paige was indeed Quinn Blackwood’s true mate and he couldn’t be happier with the curvy beauty. Circumstances had placed her in danger and his bear on the edge. Now that the danger had passed, the man—and the bear—was having a difficult time giving her the space she needed.
Perhaps it was time to toss her over his shoulder and show her just how bossy this bear could be.
PAIGE’S BOSSY BEAR
A BLACKWOOD BROTHERS’ BOOK
Paige expected Quinn home from work any minute. She’d made his favorite dinner. Steaks—yes, plural, she would never get use to how much bear shifters ate—baked potatoes, and surprisingly, a large salad. He loved fruits and vegetables. He especially loved one of his mother’s fresh fruit cobblers. Not as much as Paige’s honey cake, but close.
Nothing had gone as planned this week. An urgent project had kept her busy at work and Quinn had been working late each evening at the construction site. Today she’d made it home only an hour later than usual, but she knew the reprieve would be short lived. More late nights were in her future.
She rubbed her hands down the outside of her thighs, nervous about her appearance. The steam from a quick shower had dampened her hair, releasing some of the natural curl. She had brushed it until it shown, then left it down, the way Quinn liked it. Her outfit was cute and sassy; a matching skirt and top that clung in all the right places. It was a pretty peachy-pink color that set off the reddish highlights in her hair. It was something one would wear on a weekend date to the park. Not what a woman should wear to seduce her boyfriend. Seduction called for a slinky red dress and four-inch high heels. Just not Paige’s style. She had a difficult time doing seductive. Her clothes usually consisted of black pants and monotone blouses. Functional, conservative, low-key.
While her outfit might be cute and sassy, the underthings she’d bought were anything but. If she’d thought the white lacy matching bra and panty set she’d worn on her first date with Quinn had been risqué, the one she had on now put her on the slut-of-the-year list. It screamed do me and do me now .
H ard and fast.
That was how she wanted Quinn; no needed him. She felt that need undulate inside her. Her breasts felt heavy and exposed. She thought about the items she’d purchased on her way home and placed in the nightstand beside the big king sized bed upstairs. When Quinn had explained how bears mated, there was one particular fact that had caught the interest of her inner bad girl. He hadn’t mentioned it again. She didn’t know if it was to give her a chance to become comfortable with the thought, or if he had changed his mind about finishing the mating bond. Stop it, Paige, she warned herself. She’d just said they’d both been worked off their feet lately.
She chewed at her fingernail, a