hell that he wouldn’t have been leaving with her as soon as possible.
She blushed and scrambled up, and Rush was sorry to see the still frame disturbed. He would have been perfectly happy just keeping her in his arms a bit longer. In fact, he seemed to be tingling a bit all over, and he had no doubt that it was because she had been so unceremoniously removed from his arms.
“I’m so, so sorry,” she said breathlessly, patting the dust off her clothes.
Rush jumped up easily, not caring about the light coating of dust and the possible bruise or two he might have got. Werebears looked good with scars, right? They were damn hard to get, though, what with the accelerated healing.
Those big blue eyes looked up at him again and his bear grumbled its approval. She was shifter-bait, alright. Yum. Rush bet she tasted just as good as she looked – there was no other way!
Apparently, he’d fallen silent for a bit too long. A small frown marked her features and snapped him out of his happy reverie.
Right! Speaking! You’ve got this!
Rush put on his best bad boy grin and tilted his head to the side a little. He gave her a long look that went from the top of her head, down to her legs and back up again. She was dressed in a teal sundress and a crème jacket, and he wanted to rip both of them right off of her. Those tits of hers looked far too magnificent to be hidden away under layers of clothes!
“Hey, I’m the one who ran into you. Though I think we got lucky. I think I would have been doing a lot more apologizing had I been in bear form. I won’t lie – if I could, I would mow down beauties like you all the time.”
He winked and reached his hand out to her. The small double meaning in his words was completely intended. Rush would happily go to town on a curvy gem like her any day of the week. His body was all game to just ravish her in the forest, if that was her thing – but his heart did something he had never known before. Did it… twinge?
What? Dude. Focus. No funky business!
Easier said than done.
“I’m Rush.”
Hesitantly, she took his hand and her little palm disappeared in his. He hadn’t even thought about it when he said it, but he’d told her he was a werebear in the first few sentences he shared with her. Must have been the Shifter Grove air getting to him, making him feel loose and comfortable.
Her hand was warm, and holding it sent a pleasant shock through him, his bear murmuring happily at the touch. Another first – his bear never liked anyone, unless they were a shifter and provided a good challenge. She, though, was most decidedly a human, and a sexy as fuck one at that.
“Danni,” she said, smiling meekly.
That blush on her cheeks was maddening. He had to wonder if it would stay just there or travel further if he spread her out on the ground and found out what her honeypot of a pussy tasted like.
There went his focus again. He reluctantly let go of her hand and tried to think on his feet. What does a bear say to a sweet as candy looking beautiful belle in the middle of the woods? Wanna go and see my cave? Probably not.
“Are you sure you’re okay? It wasn’t the gentlest collision.”
She nodded her head, smiling, and some locks of hair fell on her forehead. He wanted badly to reach out and brush them aside, if for no other reason than to touch her again.
“I’m okay, I swear. God, I’m such a klutz! I’m not sure how I managed to run into you in the middle of a deserted forest!”
“I was the one doing all the running, mind you,” he said, laughing.
She looked a bit lost for words, and Rush knew he was moments from losing her. It was now or never – dazzle her with his charm or just ask her if he could see her again. Either would probably work. But being all sweaty from the run and heaving for breath – both from the run as well as from being so close to her without being able to let his hands do all the things his body was telling him to do to her – the