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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
When Mates Collide | His Only Weakness
As the car pulled away from the curb, from where she sat beside him in the darkness of the luxurious vehicle, she became very aware that they were alone. The partition was closed and solid–complete privacy. Bonnie knew she was damp from the sensations floating over her skin wherever his glance traced. “What were you going to say about my dress?” she asked, casting a smile sideways at him. His gaze dropped to her lips. To her surprise, he reached over and touched her knee, then slid his fingertips lightly up the length of her thigh until they touched her red hem, and paused there. His heated gaze fell to her bare thigh and he held there a moment, then crooked a finger under the fabric and pulled it up just a teasing inch. Her body commanded her to uncross her legs and give him access, but she kept very still. Her heart pounded and he glanced up briefly at her chest as he could hear it. Or was he looking at her breasts? Well, now he was. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips and s
When Mates Collide | Questions And Half Baked Answers
Bonnie lifted her eyebrows, a habitual response, but was curious about what he’d just said. “What is your weakness, Nate?” she asked. He held her eyes for a heated moment. “I have only one.” She felt warmth pool out from her heart and other lower places. “Which is? Or won’t you tell me?” “Another time,” he said thickly. “To red wine, red meat, and red dresses.” A flattered laugh softly fell from her lips and she tapped her glass to his. “Don't forget handsome imposing men.” A surprised grin appeared on Nate's face but vanished quickly as a food runner interrupted them, carrying the most beautifully arranged plate of crab cakes laid on a bed of sautéed kale. As he set it down, the electricity calmed between them and Michelle nervously picked up her menu and asked, “What will you be having?” Nate looked at her like he knew she was putting a wall between them with that leather-bound list, but he was respectful enough not to mention it. “Let me see. I’ll probably have Filet. What ab
When Mates Collide | An Open Book
Bonnie cringed as Joan kept booming in her ears, "Where did you meet him? Was it online? Oh please, Bonnie don't tell me - "“No! I’m not online dating. I met him on your birthday at that club. Well, I kind of did. But then afterward…” She quickly explained how she caught her on Joan's panties at the club, lied about giving him her business card, and how he tracked her down and showed up at her apartment building the next day. She told Joan truthfully that she'd sent him away that day thinking him a stalker, but that his friends had interviewed her to get them back in the same room together and now here they were on a date. She kept out the part about the near-rape, him saving her, and the fact that she had a suspicion that he was supernatural. A werewolf. Plus, she didn’t want Joan to think she was dating a killer. Even though she was? “So, let me get this right. You’re calling me because you’re terrified you’ll jump on his lap and start grinding away right there at the dinner table
When Mates Collide | Unexpected Interrogation
Bonnie chuckled at the accuracy of Nate's awareness, and they ate their meal chatting easily about different topics. She loved hearing his voice as he explained why he loved living Downtown over mid-city, that he liked the grittier aspect of the area. Underneath their conversation she was very, very aware that he just expressed an interest in taking her somewhere else in a hurry. She had visions of his private bed and what it must be like, or maybe the back of that limo, and more than once he paused like he could sense she was turned on. The heat in his eyes was palpable and he kept glancing down as though he could see through the table to her dampened panties. As soon as their plates were cleared, Nate asked for the check. She played with the napkin on her lap to keep her mind off what was about to happen. All she wanted was for him to sweep his arm across the table, throw everything onto the floor, and lay her down right there and now. “You smell amazing,” he said, thickly. She g
When Mates Collide | Tasted Like Love
As the car door shut, Nate stared out the window, momentarily caught in what had just happened before he remembered Bonnie. Turning to her with forced casualness, he found her keenly staring at him like she knew everything. His heart slammed in his chest and he looked to the divider as Nick asked, “Where to?” “Central Park.” He heard his low voice crackle with shakiness and cleared his throat. “Thank you.” Nick nodded and met his eyes in the rearview, then pulled the car away, merging with traffic. The window rolled up to give them privacy again and Nate was grateful for the thought. But what to say to Bonnie with her looking at him like this, he had no clue. He took her hand and stared out the window, wondering what he could tell her and how much. It was a while before they got to 61st Street where the park began, and he took that time to consider the fact that he’d never revealed what he was to a human. Not since after the war. Up in the woods they had only been werewolves in the
When Mates Collide | I Need To Know
Heat rushed through Nate and he nodded, kissing Bonnie hard on the lips before grabbing her hand and leading her back to the car so quickly she had to jog to keep up. He pulled out his phone and said, “Text Nick.” The phone’s computer voice replied, “Okay. What would you like to say to Nick?” “Come get us.” “Text sent to Nick.” By the time they arrived on 61st Street, the car was waiting with Nick at the ready. “Take us back to Ms. Bonnie’s apartment.” “Yes, sir.” Inside the car, the privacy of the large backseat drove him insane. He sat away from her, holding her hand firmly on the leather between them. He felt her looking at him and when he turned, there was worry in her eyes. “What’s wrong?” She licked her lips self-consciously. “I’m just wondering why you’re way over there.” A rueful smirk pulled at him. “If I start touching you now, I won’t be able to stop. And Nick has a way of hitting the brakes when we least expect it. I need you alone. Entirely alone.” “Oh!” A reliev
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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
