Free Paige's Bossy Bear (A BBW Paranormal Romance) (A Blackwood Brothers' Book) by Marie Mason Page B

house. The problem was there wasn’t a thing she didn’t like.
    Just like th e chair she was occupying. The softest, most supple leather she had ever felt. No expense spared, because he liked the best. That’s what he’d said. And that’s what gave her doubts. She wasn’t the best. She was far from perfect. And she was human. Maybe she should do some more research, this time on mated couples. Then she thought better of it. Hadn’t the information on the internet almost cost her Quinn? She’d stubbornly refused to believe she was his mate just because he hadn’t thrown her over his shoulder and had his wicked way with her the very first time he’d scented her.
    Of course, the internet said nothing about bears who were arrogant and bossy. If it did, Quinn’s picture would be the one they saw on the Wikipedia site. Again, she didn’t know why the hesitation. She was an independent woman who wanted and needed a dominate man. A man who realized she wanted to be taken care of, one that instinctively knew she needed to let her guard down, let someone in. Quinn Blackwood was indeed a dominate male and the only one she wanted in her life.
    She glanced at the clock wondering if she should get up and do something. The urge was a product of her workweek no doubt. It had been crammed full of meetings and revisions. Always hurrying, always on the go even when there was nothing left to do. The food was warming in the oven, ready to serve whenever Quinn arrived and they were ready to eat. She yawned and fought to keep her eyes opened. The softness of the chair tugged at her backside, cushioning her tired muscles. It lulled her with its comfort to sink back. Relax. It wouldn’t hurt anything to rest for a few minutes. She was so damn tired and she didn’t know why. She smiled to herself. She did know why. Her big shifter lover was keeping her up until all hours of the night. Loving her like she had never been loved before.
    C losing her eyes, she realized there was nothing wrong about taking a nap. As sleep over came she thought with a sigh, there was nothing wrong about taking a nap.
     
    Quinn opened the kitchen door and the scent of something delicious had his stomach growling. He’d barely taken the time to have lunch, hoping to get through his day sooner, eager to get home to Paige. The smell of grilled meat wasn’t the only thing filling the air. So was the scent of his mate. His bear rumbled its approval. There were times when he still couldn’t believe fate had handed her to him almost on a silver platter. He bent down to remove his steel-toed boots, leaving them by the door. Damn, he was tired. He was ready to get away with Paige where no one could find them. He’d take her somewhere remote and private. And he meant take her. His animal was getting crazy with lust. He’d thought the heat and desire would have died down, settling into a nice, controllable rage. But it hadn’t. Maybe it was the fact that she wasn’t pregnant yet. He knew it bothered her. Hell, it bothered him, but for different reasons. He wanted to plant his seed inside her, marking her as his once again. He wanted to watch her stomach swell with his cub. Maybe that was why he’d been so ill tempered lately.
    T hat and the fact that Paige continued to refuse to move in with him. The woman was so damned stubborn. On the one hand, he understood her reluctance. Well, the man did. The bear was giving him hell for not hauling her ass home and keeping her there. They were mates. Mated.
    Maybe it was time he took her rounded ass and proved to her just who she belonged to.
    Quinn hardened at the thought.
    He knew he was pushing her out of her comfort zone insisting they move in together. Paige had been on her own for a long time and the assholes she’d been involved with before they’d met hadn’t helped either. His bear rumbled and fussed thinking about Paige with another man.
    The weeks they stayed at her house were tough on him and his bear. It was