Chase: Black Bear Outlaws #2 (Mating Fever) Read Online Free

Chase: Black Bear Outlaws #2 (Mating Fever)
Book: Chase: Black Bear Outlaws #2 (Mating Fever) Read Online Free
Author: Kenzie Cox
Tags: paranormal romance, shifters, shifter romance, bear shifter, Fated Mates
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how she saw Katrina Craig at the pharmacy purchasing Plan B.
    “No one you know,” I lied. On my long walk from Chase’s house back to my car, I’d luxuriated in the memories from the night before. Chase had been steadfast in his insistence of keeping us protected...except that last time. The one when I’d woken from a sound sleep, craving him with every fiber of my being. Neither of us had spoken with words, only our bodies. The intensity had been off the charts, and a condom had been the last thing on my mind. Now I was paying the price.
    “Did you pick someone up at the dance last night?” she asked, eyeing me with suspicion. “I’ve never known you to be a one-night-stand kind of girl.”
    “It appears I am now.” I handed my card to the cashier. “Looks like it happens to the best of us every once in a while. Even you,” I said, peering at her. “I seem to recall you sneaking out of that math major’s room after the fall fiesta...what was his name? Oh, right, Miles Miller. Whatever happened to him?”
    She stiffened, lifted her chin, and in a superior tone, said, “I never did anything with Miles other than study. What you saw was...well, nothing. I fell asleep during a cramming session.”
    I stifled a snicker. “After the fiesta? Please, Melinda. You drank an entire bottle of wine that night. No way were you studying.”
    “I have a high tolerance for alcohol!”
    “Melinda!” Hattie Haybell admonished as she poked her head out from behind a nearby aisle. “There’s no need to raise your voice. We can all hear you just fine.”
    Melinda’s face flamed red and this time I couldn’t hold back my laughter. Hattie was a friend of their family. No doubt Melinda’s mother would hear all about Miles Miller before lunch.
    “Katrina,” Melinda said in a harsh whisper. “This is your fault.”
    “Sorry. I didn’t know she was there.” The cashier handed me my card and the brown paper bag containing my “oops” medication. “But I wouldn’t worry about it. Hattie is cool. She’s dating three different seniors, all of them from Cyprus Lane Retirement Center. Isn’t that right, Hattie?”
    The gorgeous Creole woman gave me a wan smile as she smoothed her dress. “Four. Rufus asked me out for dinner tonight. He’s taking me to Velvet for prime rib and crab legs. If he springs for something better than the house wine, he has a good shot at getting lucky.”
    “That sounds scandalous,” I said, grinning. Hattie was something else. According to Melinda’s mother, she’d had the pick of the clan back in her day. It was easy to see why. She was stunning with her bronze skin, bright blue eyes and thick, wavy, black hair. But even so, it wasn’t necessarily her looks that drew people in. She was warm and generous and knew how to charm people. Everyone loved her. Especially the gentlemen at Cyprus Lane.
    She nodded. “Exactly.” She produced two boxes of condoms and handed them to the cashier.
    “Hattie!” Melinda exclaimed, staring at the condoms. “That seems...optimistic.”
    The older woman chuckled. “I suppose it would be. But don’t worry,” she handed me one of the boxes, “this one is for Katrina. It appears she could use some supplies.” Then she winked at me, stuffed her change in her purse along with her box of condoms, and waved as she strode off.
    “Can you believe her? Honestly.” The disapproval on Melinda’s face made me roll my eyes.
    “Relax. She’s just enjoying herself.”
    “Like you did last night, apparently.” She pointed her judgmental finger at me. “Come on now, who took you home last night?”
    Damn. For a moment there, I’d thought Hattie had provided the distraction I’d needed to get out of this conversation. Shaking my head, I said, “It doesn’t matter. That’s not going anywhere.”
    “Why?” She frowned and lowered her voice. “Was he a loser in the sack? Didn’t know his way around the love button?”
    Heat started to crawl up my neck.
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