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When Mates Collide | Reflections
They walked to a local restaurant that had a full bar and while Bonnie wouldn’t normally have a drink during work hours, this was her client and in a way her boss, so…best job ever. As the bartender leaned in, she was pleased to hear Lauren inquire as to whether they carried Chardonnay, one of Bonnie’s delicious favorites. “We have that by the glass.” “Two, please.” Lauren turned on her bar stool and crossed her legs. “So, what have you got for me?” The women talked about marketing for the boutique at first, but as they were halfway into their first glass they were laughing so much that the business was soon forgotten. “Yes, you should have seen his face!” Lauren mimicked her ex-husband’s reaction, lowering her voice. “'Do you know how many clothing stores there are in New York? You might as well throw money into the Hudson!’” Bonnie laughed, “Once I was dating a guy who told me that because I was a woman, corporations wouldn’t take me seriously! There was no way I’d get anywhere
When Mates Collide | The Referral
“Can you turn the TV up?” Bonnie asked and the bartender glanced over to her and nodded, then grabbed the remote. The reporter grew louder by the second. “They still haven’t found the animal that killed Robert Williams here a little past 3:30 a.m. last Saturday. As we’ve told you, police say the body was torn to shreds, but now we hear that the zoo is denying any animals have escaped, assuring us they are on full lockdown. What was it that killed Robert Williams that night, are the supernaturals back? And most importantly, are we safe?” Lauren’s voice came through the fog. “So scary.” As if someone had just packed her gut with ice, Bonnie stared at the screen. “Oh my God,” she whispered. Lauren glanced over. “Haven’t you seen this? They’ve been talking about it for days.” Numb, Bonnie shook her head, admitting quietly, “I don’t watch the news.” Laying down the menu and picking up her fresh glass, Lauren shrugged one shoulder. “Smart. It’s always bad
When Mates Collide | The Meeting
Darrell and Elliot waited until they heard the door to Danny’s office close, then Elliott Looked at his bearded friend and said at a lower volume, “Between you and me, I’m not having her here to see if she can be trusted. I just want to get Nate talking again. He hasn’t said a word since Sunday.” “He’s got it bad. He hasn’t come in today, either. What’s he doing?” “Who knows?” Sitting in the chair opposite Darrell’s desk, Elliott added with a tired spirit, “You and I are the only sane ones around here. Let’s do something. Let’s promise to always stay single. Anything else is too messy.” Darrell stretched his arm across the desk. They clasped hands and said together, “Deal.” Looking at the door with his mind full, Darrell leaned back and sighed, “An animal escaped from the zoo. Can you believe it?” Elliott rubbed his head. “We’re lucky so far. They found fur on the body, so…” “Yeah. It’s a good thing the police believe werewolves no longer exist or they’d be checking that evidenc
When Mates Collide | Strangest Interview Ever
Glancing around the room to movie posters on the walls, Bonnie took a seat across from an oval silver desk. “Does your firm design movie theaters?” she asked, smiling. Blue eyes flicked to the posters and he shook his head a little, lowering himself jovially into a high-backed, gray leather chair that blended with his suit. “No, just an obsession of mine. My partners wish I’d put photos of buildings on the walls, but I ignore a lot of what they say.” He grinned, eyeing her with so much interest, it made her a little uneasy. “So, Ms. Zane. Tell me about yourself.” She hated this question in interviews, but she’d had enough to arm herself. She’d learned to always have a few sentences at the ready, something short and sweet that told a little about herself, but not too much, something that showed her dedication yet also sounded personable. “Well, I’m from California, USA, and moved here five years after graduating from Berkeley with a marketing degree. I’ve got plants, but no pets. I
When Mates Collide | Weird And Uncomfortable
Bonnie blinked at Danny's question, her temper bubbling. “Sorry? What? No.” “Never?” She returned his cold glare. “No, never.” “Cheated?” “Danny,” Darrell muttered from the sidelines. Danny threw him a glance. “Let her answer the question.” Bonnie glanced back and forth between them, offering sarcastically, “You mean like on a bet or a guy?” “Either one.” “The answer is no.” He nodded, seeming to believe her despite himself. What was even stranger was that he looked disappointed. “This is your own business, this marketing thing?” Marking thing? A sense of pride pulled her spine taut. “Yes. Completely mine.” “What made you do such a thing?” She shot back, “Meaning?” He rapped on the desk with his fingers. “Work for yourself. Why would you do that? Don’t work well with others? Not a good teammate? I’m curious.” Her crossed leg bounced as she considered how not to punch his smug face. “I do very well with teams, it’s why I’m able to fit in with so many. That’s necessary for
When Mates Collide | The Set Up
Bonnie turned in her chair to see a man open the door and look around. He was dressed in an expensive suit just like the other two, but his was brown. His tie was blue and thin. He looked like he’d walked out of a magazine he was so fashionable and hip, even with his hair that short. Their eyes met and she instantly remembered him. “Elliot!” she whispered, confused. He showed no surprise at seeing her and glanced at the other two. “Verdict?” Nate’s friend was a partner here, too? Wait, D.E.N. Darrell & Danny, Elliott, Nate. She felt weak. Turning pale, she squeaked, “What’s going on?” Danny said, with an annoyed sigh, “I hate to admit it, but I like her.” Bonnie gaped at him. “Can you come this way?” Elliott asked with a gentle tone. She flipped back around so fast that her things crashed onto the floor. “Leave those where they lie,” he said as his brown eyes danced with amusement. “Come with me, Bonnie.” Flustered, she rose and left her belongings lying there, to follow him
When Mates Collide | One Less Foul Human
Bonnie glanced down for a moment, overwhelmed with Nate's heat and intensity. Here he was, a man who’d killed someone, and she wasn’t afraid of him. He was a freaking supernatural. A werewolf. She should be running away, calling her father and reporting this madness, but instead, she wanted to get closer to him, not run away. The idea of sitting across from Nate made her giddy, and what might come afterward, she could hardly speak just thinking about it. “I’d love that,” she whispered. “How about eight o’clock?” Her eyelashes rose and she met his green eyes. “That seems like a long time away.” Sexy darkness crossed his face and she felt warmth suddenly emanate from his body. His eyes even seemed to take on a glow. What was he? “Six then.” She could only nod and since a part of her wanted to stay there forever, she flipped around and made a beeline for the exit. Vanishing out the door, she literally ran down the stairs and into Danny’s office for her things. She barely noticed thr
When Mates Collide | The Date
At five-thirty, Nate was dressed in Chavez Boss black slacks and blazer, over a cream-colored shirt unbuttoned with no tie. He sat in his limo sedan, deep in thought. Nick, his driver of the past three years, had the window partition down and was strumming lightly on the steering wheel as they made their way toward the East Village. Through the window, Nate spotted a flower display outside a local bodega. “Stop here.” The fingers paused strumming to turn the wheel, bringing the car gracefully to parallel-park directly in front of the store. Nike started to get out but stopped as Nate opened the door and sprang out with more enthusiasm than he’d felt in years. An Asian woman in her sixties stood over the flowers, smelling them and taking her time. After perusing the vast array of colorful blooms gathered in twine, Nate picked several bunches of deep purple orchids. The woman gave the gathered bunches in his hand a wrinkly smile. “Lovely!” He returned her friendly manner. “Thank yo
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When Mates Collide | Control Yourself
But then he heard someone behind him in the doorway and he spun around to see Linda standing there with her suitcase in one hand, her light blue coat in the other, keys jingling as she nervously fiddled. She asked, quietly “Are you okay?” the rain pattering loudly behind her. With all the self-discipline he could barely muster, he struggled against his wolf and cracked his neck as he gave a very curt nod and grated through gritted teeth, “My…friend…seems to have left.” “You need a ride somewhere?” Danny blinked to the ground and then back to her. He grimaced and commanded his wolf to calm the fuck down. Gasping for air, he said, “Excuse me a moment. Please, don’t leave.” He walked to the bathroom and shut the door, splashing water on his face. The cold baptism he coupled with direct and soothing, silent mantras. I’ve got this. I can do this. Control. Control yourself. Let her go. She had to leave. Let her go. You are stronger than this. Afraid he’d lose his ride out of here, he q
When Mates Collide | Disappearing Act
He listened at the door to make sure what he heard wasn’t some kinky, consensual sex play. It wasn’t. He stepped back, looked left and right for anyone watching. No one was around. He closed his eyes and listened for heartbeats in nearby cars. The lot was empty of human beings. He focused on the door and took a single step back. Cracking his neck, his eyes began to glow and with all his supernatural strength he shot out a powerful kick. The door split in two, splintering at the hinges. A disgusting sight waited for him inside. The dead-eyed employee of the motel had a woman of at least sixty against the wall. At the explosion, they both looked toward the door. Her eyes were wide with terror and shock, his narrowed in irritation at the interruption. Her suitcase lay on its side on the ground like she’d tried to throw it at him, the contents splayed on shag carpet. The attacker had a bite mark in his arm, but now was pinning hers. Her polyester pants were down around only one ankle and
When Mates Collide | Unaffected By Her Vulnerability
Danny collapsed on top of her trembling body, panting as Kat held him close. She kissed his neck, lacing her fingers into his damp hair. But without a word he got up and pulled out, leaping off the bed like she was contagious. He strode swiftly to the bathroom, slammed the door and then had the audacity on top of everything, to fucking lock it. On shaking elbows, she rose up and stared at the door. The shower came on, muffled through the walls. She blinked at the sound, unable to believe what she was hearing. “Oh my God,” she whispered, stunned and terribly hurt. Getting up, she slowly paced the room. Her shirt was broken, as were her bra and panties. Only her jeans were intact so she put them on, went to his suitcase and pulled out one of his t-shirts, a black one she would no doubt swim in. Slipping it over her bedhead, she grabbed a pair of his dress socks and put them on, too. As she tugged on her sneakers, the shower turned off. She froze then ran for the door, swooping down to
When Mates Collide | She Knows Why
He released her, glanced to the guy behind the gun-proof glass watching the scene with interest. “Come on,” Danny grumbled, reaching for his suitcase. The fact that he held the door again was a miracle but that’s just what he did. She hesitated. He cocked his chin as if to say, Well, what are you waiting for? “You never cease to amaze me,” she snarled at him, walking cautiously past like he might slam it on her if she wasn’t careful. As soon as they were outside, he led the way with the self-confidence of someone who knew she would follow. “Why am I staying here with you? Am I a glutton for punishment or what?” Under the minimal shelter of an insufficient awning they made their way to Room 7, millions of drops hitting them from the left. Without finesse he jammed the key in the lock and again held open the door for her. “Since when are you a gentleman?” “I’ve always been a gentleman. Have you really forgotten that?” She shrugged and walked inside, looking around the original décor
When Mates Collide | Rain Can't Touch An Angel
“Wish I had a towel,” she smiled. He stared at her until it faded away. “What are you doing up here? Is this your car?” “It’s my parent’s car, which you would know if you’d ever come over to their home. And I’m going to MarhVelly.” She paused at his expression. “What? Why the face?” Danny stared at her. There’s no fucking way. He pushed wet hair away from his forehead and asked in a very low voice, “Why are you going to MarhVelly, Kat?” Flustered she blinked back to the road. “Lobster. I’ve never had it there, and I’ve always wanted to.” Pointing ahead, she glanced over to him, “Oh no, looks like an accident.” He turned and saw ominous lights of both fire engines and police cars spinning through the storm. He and Kat were quiet as they waited to see how bad the damage was. A car was turned over, the driver nowhere to be seen. Probably already taken away by a speeding ambulance. Two more driverless cars lay on one another in the fast lane. A tow truck was busy pulling the upturned
When Mates Collide | Take Me To Church
“Okay, I can handle this,” he said, under his breath, not believing it. As though on dramatic cue, lightning illuminated the heavens followed instantly by powerful claps of thunder. In heavy undulating sheets, the rain exploded from the darkness, assaulting his Audi A4 Sedan. With every curse word he could think of he searched for the windshield wipers. He hit the turn signal, accidentally turned off the lights and put them back on, and hit the cruise control. “For what I paid for this piece of shit, the wipers should be zipping on their own at the first drop of rain.” Finally, the wipers moved and he cranked them up full gear. Exhaling, he sat back, gripping the wheel. “If Eli could see me now. He’d never let me live this ineptitude down.” For two miles he drove fairly quickly despite the storm until suddenly red taillights illuminated the darkness. Stopped traffic. “SHIT!” He slammed the brakes and hydroplaned to a diagonal stop, narrowly missing the rear end of a Subaru. Panting,
When Mates Collide | Mother Nature
“It’s called conversation. Someday you’ll learn how to participate in one. The car is there. Gas it up before you bring it back. And remember to let Jonathan put the gas in. A man wants to be the man,” Marcy replied. “You think so, eh?" Kat paused near their coat rack filled with scarves and coats. Quite a few hats were hung on the rungs as well, each assigned to at least one memory, not all of them good. “I’m going over to get the car now. Is Dad there?” “Your father is sitting across from me. So no.” “Since when do you and Dad have lunch together?” She frowned at all of it. It seemed like every inch was seeped in memories. Breaking up sucks so badly. “What’s going on?” “Your mother and I are getting to know one another again!” Henry Zane called out, loud enough to be heard, but not loud enough to make an undignified scene. Kat stared into her parent’s past, at the infidelities on both their parts, the fights, the estrangements. “Is this true, Mom?” “Oh, it’s Mom now, is it?” h
When Mates Collide | Hard As A Rock
As soon as he hit send, Danny jumped up and headed for the bathroom easily the size of a small Crossia studio. He hadn’t held back when he’d renovated this unit. After the Co-op approved him, he’d gutted the place to match his taste. Everything elegant. Shining. Black or charcoal grey, with the ceilings white for an added feeling of space. His bathroom had two showerheads with room for four people, not two. There was a separate, Jacuzzi bathtub. If he and his wolf friends were going to live like humans, they should live like the best of them, since by default werewolves were superior already. Not that human beings would see it that way. He ran the water extra hot and stripped off his clothes, kicking the annoyingly tight shoes aside with extra gusto. As soon as the scalding water hit his sore back, he sighed long and loud. Then he turned and got a surprise. It felt a little better than he thought it would. He glanced down. “What the fuck?” He was hard as a rock. Now that he was payi
When Mates Collide | Prized Possessions
This was her chance to make a run for it…or to commit to him for good. He was a good man. Such a good man. Her family loved him, probably more than she did. He’d make an okay father except for the probability that he’d not teach them anything new. He’d probably just make carbon copies of him, a man designed by the term “normal.” For God’s sake, Don’t Rock the Boat was one of his favorite things to say whenever Kat had a contrary opinion she meant to voice among their judgmental social circles. “Well, Kat. What is it?” Her body was as tense as though she were about to cage-dive with Great Whites. She closed her eyes begging for the answer from her angels, or anyone who could tell her that she should follow her heart. The room was so quiet. She held her breath, waiting. A small voice inside of her whispered, You know what you have to do, and suddenly she inhaled. “Kat, you’re scaring me.” Meeting his frightened brown eyes, she shook her head with sadness. “I’m sorry, Joe. I can’t ma
