Free Scaling Her Dragon: BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance (Paranormal Dating Agency Book 8) by Milly Taiden Page B

you for sharing that memory with me.”
    He glanced ahead and smiled. “Look. This is what I brought you here for.”
    She turned her face and squinted. “What?”
    “That opening straight ahead, between the trees.” He lifted a hand and pointed where he wanted her to look.
    She glanced at the area. A bright-orange light appeared on the horizon. It moved up slowly. Then a second, bigger yellow brightness shone from its right. She watched them both rise next to each other, almost as if holding hands.
    “Wow.”
    “It’s one of the things I like to watch. When you see them in the morning, they appear to start out together and rise farther and farther apart. In the evenings, they reunite again.”
    She sighed and leaned her head against his shoulder. Another reason to love the suns of Aurora, even they were romantic. Once they were rising and separating, Vikter hugged her and kissed her cheek. “Come on. I’ll take you back to bed, so you can continue your sleep.”
    Sleeping would be that much better after her time with him. Maybe things were headed in the direction she hoped. Maybe he’d been looking for more, too. She hoped so, because her feelings were off the charts for the dragon.
     

 
     
    TWENTY
     
    Becca woke with a smile. She stretched on her bed and sighed, letting her body go lax. The scent of coffee woke her up. Coffee?
    She jerked her eyes open and glanced around. Light filled her room. Unlike the previous night, when the room provided dark colors to go with her long hours of sex with Vikter, the room was now a pale yellow. Everything was bright and cheerful inside it: exactly the way she felt.
    She hopped out of bed, ignoring her naked state, and winced. Damn that dragon had some serious stamina. Her back hurt, and she could barely walk. She shuffled to the table where she saw what looked like a coffee carafe with mugs waiting. Someone had been nice enough to bring her coffee. Thank god.
    She lifted a folded piece of paper.
    It isn’t what you call coffee, but we’ve been told it smells and tastes like it. I hope you enjoy it.
    V.
    She grinned. A man who fucked her stupid and gave her coffee? All she needed was bacon, and he’d be a keeper.
    She poured the not-coffee into a mug and sniffed it. Definitely smelled like coffee, but with more hints of cinnamon than she was used to.  She added what smelled and looked like milk and sugar. Then she sat to sip it with a sigh.
    Someone knocked at her door, and she glanced down at herself. Shit. She was having coffee naked. Not something she normally cared about, but clearly whoever was at the door might have reservations about seeing her nude in her jiggly glory.
    She threw on a robe and opened the door to a bright-eyed Razzy.
    “Hi.” Razzy smiled. “Can I come in?”
    Becca tried and failed to stop herself from grinning from ear to ear. It was silly, yes, but she was excited about the time she spent with Vikter. She wanted more, to see where this could go. “Come on in.”
    Razzy sat on a chair by the table. “I’m not sure if this is appropriate or proper, but I wanted to thank you.”
    She frowned. “What for?”
    “For being here.” She stood and paced. Becca got the impression Razzy liked to do that when thinking. “I hadn’t been able to get Vik out of that angry mood he’s been in.” She stopped and glanced at Becca. “Suddenly, you and he have words, and now he has shaved, cut his hair, and is looking like himself again.”
    Becca raised her brows. She highly doubted that she was the reason Vikter had finally done all those things. It looked more like he was going through something. But if she did have an impact on his life to that extent, she was glad to help.
    “I don’t know what to say,” Becca mumbled.
    “Don’t say anything.” Razzy sighed. “I had to thank you…and warn you. I don’t want your feelings hurt.”
    Becca sat. “Warn me about what?”
    “Vik. He’s…” Razzy’s pale face turned crimson with