Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
“Macy? No, she’s not my girlfriend or partner.” He had no idea what humans said to one another to describe a quick fuck that meant nothing, but he had a feeling it wouldn’t exactly go down well with Agatha.
“Oh.”
“What about you?” he asked. “Any boyfriend or loved one waiting in the wings? Someone you plan to write to and tell all about this place?”
“No, no one.”
They had come to a stop and Boyan couldn’t resist pressing her up against the nearest tree. She let out a little gasp.
“You need to tell me to stop,” he said.
“Why? You’re not doing anything.”
She tilted her head to the side and he let go of her hand to cup her face, tilting her head back.
Her lips were plump, fuckable. Staring at them, he imagined pressing his cock between those lips, watching her take him all. There would be time for that. For now, he pressed his lips against hers, kissing her. From the moment he first saw her, he’d wanted to do nothing else. They felt so good and as he slid his tongue across her bottom lip, she released a gasp that made him plunge inside, tasting her for the first time.
Letting go of her face, he ran his hands down her body, touching her, feeling her, wanting to do a lot more, like spread her thighs open and fuck her hard. He didn’t do any of that. All he did was kiss her, exploring her mouth.
She released a little moan and then pressed her body against his. Sliding his hand up her back, he sunk his fingers into her hair, holding her against him. He’d kissed a lot of women during his time, more than he could count, but none of them had ever made him feel like his.
Even his wolf had quieted, and he had a feeling in the back of his mind, his wolf was taking care of himself, while he got harder, wanting to do nothing more than take her.
****
Val was patient with her.
He’d changed the glasses to plastic cups for her to practice on, which was a little embarrassing. Actually, it was a lot embarrassing, but she ended up breaking several of the glasses. He told her not to worry as he’d purchased them on the cheap.
Val trained her for an hour, and by the time he was done, he was confident enough to give her a glass, and she filled it, completely to the top, with no breakages, spills, or eruptions. She felt so freaking happy.
“I did it,” she said.
Amelia was there and she clapped her hands. Agatha held the glass out and took a bow, being careful not to empty the contents as she did.
“Congratulations,” Amelia said.
“Now all we’ve got to do is let the pack serve her.”
“Pack?” Agatha asked, putting the beer on the counter.
She looked toward Amelia, who was then staring at Val.
“You know, the hungry pack of wolves that are going to be knocking at my door,” Val said, gripping the back of his neck. “You know, I’ve got to go and do some stuff. Well done, Agatha. I’ll be back in a moment.”
Agatha frowned and watched him leave, wondering if she was the cause for his sudden disappearance.
“Was it something I said?” she asked.
“Nah, Val is just being Val. This is the first time I’ve seen him quite so devoted.”
She smiled. “And you’re sure he doesn’t mind me working here?”
“Not at all. Trust me. No one would hire me because I pissed off the whole town. Nothing comes between them and their beer, and I’m still working here.”
“But you’re dating one of the Poison Wolves MC, right?”
“Well, dating … married.”
“You’re married?”
Amelia held up her ring. “Yeah, we’re married.”
“Wow, I thought you were only dating.”
The other woman chuckled. “It was a bit of a rocky start. Wolfe wanted our relationship to be kept secret. I think he was a little embarrassed, you know, to be attracted to the town’s loser.”
“That’s awful,” Agatha said. There was nothing romantic in that.
“Well, love is love, and he worked his way back into my heart.” Amelia shrugged. “Now, we can’t be apart, and we’re together, and everyone else can go suck it.”
Agatha laughed. “You do look very happy.”
“I am. Wolfe and I are very happy.”
Wolfe, Alpha, they were unusual names.
Agatha cleaned the bar and then the floor, before heading around back to finish cleaning some of the glasses. Amelia pulled the chairs off the tables, and they got set up for the bar to open. Val came out of his office long enough to open the main door. They didn’t have to wait long for people to arrive.
At the beginning of the night, no one would take a drink from her. She was back to kitchen duty, which she didn’t mind. Some of the glares she got from the people were scaring her. They looked mighty pissed that she was at the bar.