Lucy's Wolverine (Lilly Town Shifters) Read Online Free Page A

decided to take pity on her.
                  “Thanks,” she mumbled under her breath and stood.
                  He picked her up around her waist and put her in the seat. She didn’t seem too happy about that. But then he figured that if he put her in the seat, he should be a gentleman and buckle her up as well. Reaching up, Mike grabbed the seat belt and pulled it across her chest, unable to stop himself admiring how perfect her jugs were. They would fit perfectly in his hand.
                  “Give me that and stop looking at my boobs,” Lucy said, and took the seat belt from him.
                  “Sorry,” he said. He could feel his face heating up with embarrassment. He didn’t realize he was being that noticeable, but maybe he shouldn’t have just stood there staring. He climbed into the driver’s side and started the truck. “So, tell me about your writing.”
                  “What do you want to know?” she asked.
                  “What are you working on now?”
                  “Well, um, let me give you directions to my house first, then I’ll tell you a little about it.”
                  “Yeah, I guess I might need them,” he said, backing out of the parking space.
                  “I’m on Rose Street, the fifth house on the right.”
                  “Got it. Now tell me about the book.”
                  “I’m only about half way through it, but a girl finds out she’s part Fey and goes to Fairy to learn how to control her powers. She finds out she’s Fey when she starts getting sick. When she’s in Fairy, she meets an evil prince, and then she falls for the good prince she met when she first went to Fairy.”
                  “Interesting. I hope you write better than that, though,” he said with a laugh.
                  “Yes, I write much better than I speak. But it sucks that I’m stuck, so it might not turn into anything if I can’t figure this out,” she said, a little frustrated.
                  “Take a deep breath and clear your mind,” he said.
                  “What?” she asked.
                  He looked over at her and saw her looking at him like he was crazy. “Trust me.”
                  “Fine,” she said and closed her eyes.
    ***
                  Lucy did as Mike instructed and took a deep breath, slowly exhaling. She concentrated on her breathing and the sounds of the road, the feel of the seat under her, the sound of the truck; just clearing away the thoughts of her book, her sister getting ready to leave, the E-mails waiting for her, everything. It was just her and the sounds of the road.
                  It came to her. Fighting, seeing the evil prince, trickery – it was all so simple. She didn’t know how she’d never thought of it before now. “How did you know?” she asked Mike.
                  “When you over-think something, you can never come up with a solution, but when you clear your mind, it comes to you. Well, most of the time.”
                  “Where did you learn that?” she asked.
                  “My mom. She used to tell me to do that all the time when I’d get stuck on homework or something.”
                  “She’s a smart woman. I’m sorry for your loss,” she said sadly, and she meant it. It was always a shame when someone lost a parent, especially one as good as Mike’s seemed to be.
                  “Thanks,” he said, gripping the steering wheel so hard his hands were turning white.
                  Lucy looked out the window, unsure of what to say. She didn’t realize they were that close to her house until she saw him turning onto her street. “It’s right up there,” she told Mike, pointing to a brick