Geek Bear (Bear Shifter Paranormal Romance) (Rescue Bears Book 6) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Scarlett Grove
manuscript on the screen of her computer and groaned, rubbing her temples.
Willow closed her laptop and went to her bedroom. She pulled her suitcase out of her closet and started to pack. It was the middle of summer and a perfect time for a vacation to the mountains. She packed her cutest, sexiest summer things, including a swimsuit that was perfect for her curves, and a pair of flip-flops.
She finished packing and put her suitcase near the door. This was all so crazy. But no crazier than sticking around Seattle, waiting for her psycho stalker to escalate the crazy. She needed to get out of town. She needed to clear her head and get things straight. Maybe this shifter could help her put her mind in order.
Maybe not.
At least it would be a change. As long as Willow had been writing professionally, she knew that a change of scenery was often the best way to spark creativity.
With that decided, she climbed into bed and pulled the covers up over her shoulders. Her imagination ran wild with all the horrible fantasies she had about what her stalker would do to her if he finally got her alone.
Falling asleep was nearly impossible. Between her fantasies about the stalker, she fantasized about Corey. What would he do when they met? Would she feel something like in all the stories about fated mates? The idea of it sent a thrill through her. Could she handle that kind of distraction?
Willow decided she would be open to the possibility that she and Corey could be something. It had been far too long since she’d been in a relationship.
It took at least another hour of rumination to fall asleep. When she woke up the next morning, she felt like she hadn’t slept at all.
Moaning and rubbing her eyes, she pulled herself out of bed and hurried to get ready. With a travel cup full of hot coffee in one hand and her suitcase in the other, Willow left her apartment.
She passed her mailbox, dreading what she would find in there when she returned home. When she made it to her car, she put her suitcase in the trunk and got behind the wheel.
The drive would take all day. Willow hadn’t taken a drive that long in a while. She’d been spending most of her time obsessing over her latest manuscript. Now she was on an adventure. She felt a little like a troll who was being exposed to the light for the first time in a century.
As she passed Tacoma, she thought about her life. At least she had work. A lot of the other writers that had been in her Master’s program weren’t working as writers at all. She should count herself lucky. Even if her publishing company was using her work to make themselves millions off her work.
She’d dreamed about going out on her own, but getting published as herself was not that easy. Even though her books had been bestsellers, she was still an unknown author with no name for herself.
The prospect of suing her company to get out of her contract stewed in her mind as she crossed the border into Oregon. As she turned east toward Fate Mountain, she gave up on that idea. Dealing with the cops and her stalker had put her off dealing with legal stuff.
She’d just have to suck it up and figure out how to finish this book. Even if it killed her. The landscape was truly inspiring as she drove up the mountain. She let out a long sigh, taking in the beauty of the place.
Willow liked to get out of town and take hikes in the woods, but she hadn’t been out of Seattle in over a year. Where was her life going? What was she doing with herself?
Willow had always wanted to be a writer. That’s why she’d entered the writing program at the University of Washington and gone on to get her MFA. But all that education hadn’t meant a damn thing at the end of the day.
Most of the writers she knew were either unemployed or were working in corporate America doing something totally unrelated to writing fiction.
The last time she’d heard from her graduating class, only one other student was actually writing fiction. That one
Willow closed her laptop and went to her bedroom. She pulled her suitcase out of her closet and started to pack. It was the middle of summer and a perfect time for a vacation to the mountains. She packed her cutest, sexiest summer things, including a swimsuit that was perfect for her curves, and a pair of flip-flops.
She finished packing and put her suitcase near the door. This was all so crazy. But no crazier than sticking around Seattle, waiting for her psycho stalker to escalate the crazy. She needed to get out of town. She needed to clear her head and get things straight. Maybe this shifter could help her put her mind in order.
Maybe not.
At least it would be a change. As long as Willow had been writing professionally, she knew that a change of scenery was often the best way to spark creativity.
With that decided, she climbed into bed and pulled the covers up over her shoulders. Her imagination ran wild with all the horrible fantasies she had about what her stalker would do to her if he finally got her alone.
Falling asleep was nearly impossible. Between her fantasies about the stalker, she fantasized about Corey. What would he do when they met? Would she feel something like in all the stories about fated mates? The idea of it sent a thrill through her. Could she handle that kind of distraction?
Willow decided she would be open to the possibility that she and Corey could be something. It had been far too long since she’d been in a relationship.
It took at least another hour of rumination to fall asleep. When she woke up the next morning, she felt like she hadn’t slept at all.
Moaning and rubbing her eyes, she pulled herself out of bed and hurried to get ready. With a travel cup full of hot coffee in one hand and her suitcase in the other, Willow left her apartment.
She passed her mailbox, dreading what she would find in there when she returned home. When she made it to her car, she put her suitcase in the trunk and got behind the wheel.
The drive would take all day. Willow hadn’t taken a drive that long in a while. She’d been spending most of her time obsessing over her latest manuscript. Now she was on an adventure. She felt a little like a troll who was being exposed to the light for the first time in a century.
As she passed Tacoma, she thought about her life. At least she had work. A lot of the other writers that had been in her Master’s program weren’t working as writers at all. She should count herself lucky. Even if her publishing company was using her work to make themselves millions off her work.
She’d dreamed about going out on her own, but getting published as herself was not that easy. Even though her books had been bestsellers, she was still an unknown author with no name for herself.
The prospect of suing her company to get out of her contract stewed in her mind as she crossed the border into Oregon. As she turned east toward Fate Mountain, she gave up on that idea. Dealing with the cops and her stalker had put her off dealing with legal stuff.
She’d just have to suck it up and figure out how to finish this book. Even if it killed her. The landscape was truly inspiring as she drove up the mountain. She let out a long sigh, taking in the beauty of the place.
Willow liked to get out of town and take hikes in the woods, but she hadn’t been out of Seattle in over a year. Where was her life going? What was she doing with herself?
Willow had always wanted to be a writer. That’s why she’d entered the writing program at the University of Washington and gone on to get her MFA. But all that education hadn’t meant a damn thing at the end of the day.
Most of the writers she knew were either unemployed or were working in corporate America doing something totally unrelated to writing fiction.
The last time she’d heard from her graduating class, only one other student was actually writing fiction. That one
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