Free Wilde Fire by Kat Austen Page B

love.
    “So, Poseidon, you’ve got the weekend off, right?”
    I reached across the table and found her hand. We tied our fingers together, and even though this was the most innocent, simple touch a man and woman could share, it was fulfilling in a way I’d never known. That this beautiful, intelligent woman loved me and I could reach toward her and she’d reach back. That she’d take my hand in hers without a second thought. It redefined my whole existence
    It was something I never thought I’d experience and definitely never with Bree Chase. But she was the one. The one I’d turn the whole world over to find. The one I’d set the world on fire to save. The one to whom I’d give my life, soul, and hereafter to make happy.
    From my best friend’s little sister to the woman I loved so fucking much I couldn’t picture my future without her. Because she was my future.
    “Of course I’ve got the whole weekend off,” I finally answered her, clearing the haze of my thoughts.
    “Earlier this week you thought you were going to have to work.” She stuck her elbow onto the table and settled her chin into her hand.
    “Yeah, my boss thought so too, and then I told him my girl was flying in for a long weekend and I couldn’t work.”
    The corners of her mouth twitched. “That’s what you told your boss?”
    I shrugged a shoulder. “Actually, I told him to go fuck himself. I wasn’t working.”
    Her laugh filled up the bustling coffee shop. I lived for these kinds of moments now. Making her laugh Making her smile. I lived for her now.
    “Are you still going to have a job when you show back up to work on Tuesday?” she asked, still smiling.
    “Of course I am. I’m the best damn wielder he has.”
    She shook her head and the hood of her raincoat fell back from her head a little. It was raining like crazy when I’d picked Bree up from the airport a little bit ago, but I didn’t know if I’d ever seen her so beautiful before, in that dark blue bulky raincoat, her hair damp from the rain that still managed to seep its way through, her makeup washed away by the infamous Seattle weather.
    “So how much longer are we going to have to wait here, sipping our coffees, trying to pretend we’re taking in the view?” Bree’s fingers tightened around mine as she eyed the door.
    We hadn’t seen each other in a month. With two busy schedules and jobs that spanned the continent, I knew we were lucky we got to see each other that much. Going a month without seeing one another was its own form of torture, the reward being the reunion. We rarely left our beds, other than to forage for food and drink.
    When you’d gone a month without, there was a lot of fucking to make up for. Especially when it was Bree Chase who was the woman I got to crawl into bed with.
    “Hey, I’m just trying to prove I can be civilized.” I motioned at the coffees and the view.
    “Jake Wilde, civilized?” She said it like she was considering it. Then she shook her head. “That’s not what I signed up for. So if you’ll just point me in the direction of the next savage man close by, I’ll be on my way.”
    When she started to stand, I held her in place.
    “Yeah, yeah. Just hold your horses. I’ll be showing you savage in about . . .” I glanced at the time on my phone, estimating traffic and travel time back to my place. “Thirty-two minutes.”
    Her gaze scanned the coffee shop, focusing on what looked like a backroom. She peaked a brow across the table at me.
    My jaw ground together. My god, my girl was a freak. I fucking loved it too. This sweet, generous, classy girl on the outside was the kind of crazy every guy dreamt about when he got between her legs.
    She knew I wouldn’t say no. She knew I couldn’t say no to her when it came to anything, backroom fucking against a wall in some coffee shop included, but first . . .
    “I have a question of my own for you first, Miss Chase.”
    She took another drink of her coffee. “I thought I