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When Mates Collide | Way Too Careful
At Bane Coffee, the line was manageable, but it wasn’t moving fast enough for Joan. She tapped her foot while her mind made big plans, spinning in circles about how to make a website. She could hire someone but would they work fast enough? She wanted the damn thing up today! Digging in her bag for her purse, she heard a male voice say, "Why the frown on a Sunday? Don't tell me you're working on the weekend." She glanced up and saw a nice-looking man with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He had no accent but with those features and that smile, she'd bet money his family descended from Ireland. He had a nice face. "I’m starting my own business. Today. So, I guess I am working." He gave a playful frown. "I don't like the idea of anyone working today when winter is just around the corner. Plenty of time to stay indoors then, don't you think?" She laughed with an agreeing shrug. "Yes. True. But I'm going to do it anyway." He smiled and turned back around. Giving his trim shape a once
When Mates Collide | The Worst Thing He Could Have Done
Elliott stared at the phone waiting for Joan to reply. The T.V. was on Universal and a repeat of Supernatural had been amusing him to no end. Until now. "You’re not going to even answer my text?" he muttered, his hand on the soft cotton of his t-shirt. He meant to sleep in that day since it was the weekend and their firm was closed. A wolf's hours are in the night, and day sleeping was natural. He and his packmates indulged themselves at least twice a week, and today was supposed to be one of those days, but he'd dreamed of Joan all night and woke with a hard-on that wouldn't quit. He wouldn't let himself fantasize about her because it would only feed the beast. He’d stupidly thought texting was a good idea since he had to tell her about Deborah in case she called. But he realized with each passing second he waited for a reply that it was the worst thing he could have done. The obsession he’d abated was now in full swing. Jumping off the couch, he paced around Bonnie's old apartment
When Mates Collide | You Can Tell Her
“What’d you find out about the websites? What didn’t you like?” David asked and Joan smiled as she slide her cloth napkin onto her lap. “Well, there are a lot of really boring sites that don’t seem modern, like they were thrown up there without a care a decade ago.” He chuckled, “I bet.” “I did get a new laptop though. I have to get a tablet still, but I don’t know what to get, gigabytes and all that stuff boggles my mind. I’m going to research them first.” “You want me to explain them?” She thought about it and grinned. “No. I think I want to finally learn since I’m on my own now. I’m hungry. Do you want to order an appetizer?” He picked up the menu. “Sure. Let’s see what they have.” Admiring the white columns and large flower arrangements while she played with her napkin, her glance made its way to the door. What she saw there made her mouth go dry. She swallowed, not able to believe her eyes. She heard him saying, "Oh, they have calamari.” Elliott, Nate, Darrell, and Danny
When Mates Collide | When It Comes To You
Joan looked at Elliott and watched his face change like a huge weight was at once lifted and dropped on him at the same time. "She's not ready.” "She can handle it," Bonnie told him. "I can handle what?" Joan demanded. She pointed at her best friend. "I knew you'd been keeping something from me. Is this it?" Bonnie's face had never been more sombre. It was a little frightening and it quieted Joan’s anger. "Are you sure I can handle it, Bonbon?" Bonnie nodded and looked at Elliott. "She can. You can trust her. I'd trust her with my life. Even if she rejects you, she'll never tell anyone." Joan whipped around. Elliott’s soulful brown eyes were flitting around. “You’re sure, guys?” Joan looked to see his three friends nod as if they were a single entity. He held his hand out. "Walk with me?" Joan nodded and slipped her hand into his, frustrated at how good it felt for his fingers to entwine with hers again. "I can't believe I’m even talking to you after what you pulled the other nig
When Mates Collide | The Truth
Her breath hitched. “Are you a,” she glanced around to make sure they were alone. He knew they were. He had been listening very closely. “Are you a werewolf?” Her light brown eyebrows rose. Bracing himself for her to run from him, he nodded slowly. She stayed where she was which was a miracle to him. He blinked and took a deep breath, explaining, “But we’re not like in the horror films. We’re not ruled by the moon and I can’t turn you. You don’t have to be afraid.” Her heart had picked up speed. “We? We’re not? Do you mean Nate? Darrell? Danny?” He didn’t nod. He didn’t have to. From the look in her eyes, she already knew. It felt so strange to tell their most well-kept secret to someone outside their pack and he couldn’t help wondering how Nate did it. “That makes so much sense. The four of you when you’re together, you’re so powerful!” When he was younger he had taken pride in it but now that he was almost thirty, it was a part of life, but hearing her point it out, made him thin
When Mates Collide | Not Getting Married
“Let’s go. Hang on.” He pulled out his phone, calling Nate who picked up after the second ring. “What took you so long?” “I had to get the phone out of my pocket. How’d it go? Where are you?” “I told you those pants are too tight,” Elliott joked. “Well, it’s going well.” He shared a smile with Joan, holding her eyes as he asked, “Can you guys cover for me at work?” “Tomorrow’s Monday.” “I know. But I’m going to Tahitian for…” “Just a few days,” she whispered. “A week.” She jumped around her chair, freaking out with excitement as he grinned into the phone, “Joan and I are going to get to know each other.” Nate laughed and told the others, “They’re going to Tahitian.” Danny’s voice was stern. “Tahitian is eighteen hours away.” “How do you know that?” Darrell asked. “Never mind.” Nate asked. “You hear that?” “Yeah.” Elliott leaned in to tell Joan the bad news, “Tahitian's eighteen hours away.” She blanched. “Yeah, how about the Bahamas?” More chair jumping and she covered her
When Mates Collide | We Are Not Getting Married
Twenty minutes later, Bonnie was tearing through her suitcase with approval. “Except for this. This color flattens you out.” She tossed a dark purple dress aside. “You’re too pale and with your light hair and eyes, it’ll wear you.” Joan pouted, “I love that dress,” picking it up. “It’d be better on me.” Bonnie laughed at the frown thrown at her. “I’ve got dark hair and eyes; it’ll blend well. Trust me. Go with pastels, and red is fantastic. Other than Red, Black is the only dark shade you should wear. Bright red is best.” “Okay, okay,” Joan threw the dress at her friend. “Take it. You convinced me.” Bonnie socked it away and held up the pink bikini. “Oh, I love this. He will drool!” Joan giggled and threw her hand over her mouth. “I just fucking giggled.” Busting up laughing, Bonnie pointed at her. “Yeah, you fucking did.” “Listen to us. We’re like sailors. My dad would slap my face if he heard me.” She got quiet and folded up a sundress. She glanced at her friend to find compa
When Mates Collide | I Want To Rip You Apart
“You okay?” Elliott set the suitcases down and took her into his arms. She couldn’t speak, trying so hard not to lose it. “Tell me you’re not crying because you hate it,” he teased, trying to get her to smile. The idea was so ridiculous her near breakdown turned to laughter and she burrowed into his chest. “It’s perfect. I love it. Thank you.” She looked up and closed her eyes for a kiss, which he gladly gave her. They kissed deeply, the sun on their faces. When they separated, he grabbed the suitcases and motioned for the bungalow. “They said the key is under the mat.” “No one’s here to let us in?” she asked, though it wasn’t that surprising. They were way out from any other properties, residential or otherwise. He gestured to the main house with his chin, a two-story brown building that had tables on a balcony meant for guest dining. “I told them we’d be fine. Just describe where to go, and we’d find the way.” Joan headed for the door and bent to lift the mat, the key there a
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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
