Bear Again (Second Chance Shifters 3) Read Online Free Page B

tears streamed down her face. She almost ran a red light as she drove into Bear Lake. He had tricked her. She knew it the instant she realized he was the one who had placed the cake order. Using her business as a ploy to get her out to his house was a low trick, even for Liam.
    Sophia gripped the steering wheel. Liam Grayson was notorious for using women. Why would she think she was any different?
    She tried to ignore how heavy her lips still felt as she pulled into her parking spot behind the bakery. They tingled with a raw fever. Her fingertips trailed over her bottom lip. Why did he have to be an amazing kisser? It would be easier if he were sloppy. But he wasn’t. He knew exactly how to use every perfect inch of his firm lips. She huffed. It had to be from all the practice he had.
    She stormed into the shop and up the back staircase. On top of everything, he had admitted he had been pining over her the entire time she was with Noah. It almost felt like blame—blaming her for his non-stop womanizing. None of it made sense.
    She threw her purse on the foyer table. The memories were there, but she had never seen it until now. Whenever she would arrive, Liam would always leave. He said he had a hot date. He had tried to find a way out of the blood oath ceremony. He said the elders could be the witnesses. She always thought he was avoiding her, and she was right—but not for the reason she thought.
    She sank on to the couch.
    Had she known this whole time? Had she seen how Liam looked at her? Did she realize he had feelings? And then the panic gripped her. Did Noah know?
    If he did, he kept it as hidden as Liam had.
    She pulled a blanket off the back of the couch and tucked her legs behind her. The shaking started in her shoulders and rattled her bones. It was everything she didn’t want to have happen. She could ignore it. She could fight it. She could run away to California. It wouldn’t do a damn thing to undo what that kiss had done to her.
    With his hands tangled in her hair and his warm breath on her lips, she had felt alive. There was no sadness or emptiness. His skin was hot and his eyes full of life and lust. That kiss had stirred something in her she had wanted to forget, but as she started to drift off to sleep, she struggled to remember why she didn’t want to feel that bliss soar through her lips.
    She fell asleep sometime after midnight. For the first time in two years, she dreamed about another man.

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    T he alarm chirp sounded far away. Sophia stretched out, realizing she was on the couch and not her warm bed. She fished through her purse to silence the alarm. She tried to remember what was on today’s baking list as she got ready for the day.
    She jogged down the stairs and flipped the kitchen lights on. Coffee was a must. She worked on making a pot while the ovens warmed up.
    Her order book was next to the phone. There was an office in the back of the kitchen, but she rarely used it. The Sweet Tooth was a one-woman show. Most of the time she was stirring, taking orders, and answering the phone at the same time. She had shoved a small desk next to one of the refrigerators and used it to store customer information.
    Saturdays were always busy. Parents liked to bring their children in for donuts, and it was definitely her busiest birthday cake day.
    She rolled her eyes, thinking about Liam’s stunt last night. She had made an emergency birthday cake for a fake husband and a fake wife.
    As soon as she heard the tap on the back door, she knew exactly who it was without having to answer.
    She pulled on the handle, letting a gust of cold wind whip through the kitchen. Liam stepped in with a grin on his face.
    She had seen that smile a hundred times before. It was the kind that melted the panties off most women—except hers. Never hers.
    “Good morning.” He waggled his eyebrows at her.
    “What are you doing here so early?”
    “Thought I’d grab a cup of coffee.” He leaned against the