Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Before long, she’d unloaded the groceries and he noticed there were no vegetables or meat, or a lot of other things.
The bags she unpacked were not groceries, but already prepared meals, and this time, he stepped into the kitchen.
“What are you doing?”
Eloise let out a scream, putting a hand to her chest, and spinning around. “Fuck! You scared the shit out of me.”
“I don’t see shit on the floor, and I don’t like being lied to.”
“What?” she asked, frowning at him.
“What the fuck is all of this?” he asked.
He pointed at the already prepared food.
“It’s food for the week for everyone here at the ranch.”
Beau glared at her. “I didn’t ask you to cook for me.”
“You didn’t, Rose did.”
“Rose?”
This did surprise him as the last time he checked, Rose couldn’t stand humans, and didn’t even bother going into No Wolves Road for that very reason.
“Yeah, she called me on the card, asking me how to cook about a month after I’d been doing your grocery shopping. She didn’t know how to cook something, and then we got talking, and she asked if I’d provide the weekly meals. I happen to cook.”
Beau folded his arms. “You like to cook and you like to grocery shop?”
“Yeah, I’m quite boring, but I consider it exciting.”
She folded her arms beneath her breasts.
It was hot as hell outside, and Eloise had dressed in a pair of shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt, which was tight across her tits, and he was having a hard time not imagining them naked, for him to touch, to play with.
He wanted her.
“We’ve been doing this for a month,” Eloise said. “It started out as a week testing to see if your pack liked it. There were no complaints.”
“What were you writing on the ingredients?” he asked.
“The meals they go with, and what to do. All the instructions are on the meal itself, and how to heat it up. I have two sets for you, so I leave you one set, cook on Saturday and Sunday, and then take back the ones I gave you the previous week. It has been a pretty good system. At least, Rose told me it had.”
Beau continued to stare at her.
“Can I put these in the freezer before they spoil?”
“I’m not stopping you.” The food in the past month had been pretty damn good. Rose hadn’t taken any of the compliments the guys had paid her. It now explained why she told everyone to shut their mouths rather than accept the compliment. She didn’t want to accept it because the only thing she did was organize it.
The food was packed away and Eloise turned toward him.
Three full moons had come and gone since they’d come to know one another. He doubted Eloise knew that he came by her house each full moon just to watch, not that he saw her.
His wolf wanted to be close to her, which he didn’t like. It was the first time his wolf had shown any interest in anyone or anything.
The heat in the kitchen seemed to be getting warmer. He felt a tightening in his dick as he wanted to take her, hard. His kitchen suddenly felt too small as he moved closer to her.
“It’s your food I’ve been eating?” he asked.
She tilted her head to the side and smiled. “Yes, it is my food you’ve been eating. Have you enjoyed it?”
He stared down into her shocking blue eyes. Every time he looked at her, he was completely taken aback by how blue they were. She didn’t back away and the scent of lemon was getting stronger. Beau was pretty sure he could smell her arousal for him. His mouth watered, wanting a taste of her sweet pussy.
No woman, neither wolf nor human, had ever made him feel this way.
“I think it is time for you to leave,” he said.
She went to spin away from him, and something happened. He didn’t know what, he didn’t even know if it was himself or his wolf, but he grabbed her arm, pulled her back against him, and then he kissed her.
Drawing her into his arms, he held onto her arm, and at the same time, he sunk his fingers into her hair, pulling her in close. He heard her sudden sharp intake of breath, but then he swallowed all sound from her as he deepened the kiss. Sliding his tongue across her open mouth, he plundered inside, meeting her tongue with his own. She tasted like coffee and cinnamon. A taste he could get used to.
Beau moved her, pushing her up against the fridge, and he heard her moan, but then he was kissing her again. Moving her thigh out of the way as he lifted it over his hip, and he aligned his cock right next to her. She let out another moan, and he growled as he felt the warmth of her even through their clothing.