Hers to Take(7)

"I'd be happy to show you."

She was cute, that was for sure, but Nash didn't feel the tug of arousal when he looked at her. "Oh, I'm sure you have work to do," he said smoothly. "I can find it." There was only one female he wanted showing him any kind of bedroom.

Sasha didn't bother hiding her disappointment. "It's the last room on the right." She pointed to a small hallway. "There's only two rooms over there, so you'll see it."

"And who has the other room?" He picked up his duffel. "Anything I should know about my neighbor?"

"That's Kira's room."

"Kira?" Things were getting more and more interesting.

"Yup. I think there's an extra room in the other cabin, if you'd rather-"

"No." Nash let a smile take over his face. "This is perfect." He started to walk in the direction she'd pointed. "I'll get settled and I'm sure I'll see you later, Sasha." He shot her one last smile and went to unpack.





Chapter Three





"But I don't think you understand." Kira tried again to explain to the human resources woman that Nash wasn't a suitable hire for the Riverside campground, but the woman cut her off again.

"I understand perfectly," the woman said. "But just because you have a personality clash, as you put it, I can't fire him."

It was more than a personality clash. A lot more. It had been three days since Nash came to Riverside and into her life. Three days, where every time she saw him, her entire body reacted so violently, she could have sworn she was coming down with the flu or something. But it wasn't as simple as a virus or a bug she could fight off because whenever Nash wasn't around, she felt perfectly fine. But when he was close by, even in the same general area, her skin felt as though it were on fire and everything inside her strained to get out, as if she were going to burst.




 

 

Or shift.

That was it. Never in her entire life had she been more aware of the bear inside her. Even when she was a teenager and her hormones were all over the map, it hadn't felt like this. As if she were going to lose control at any moment. If she didn't know better, she would have thought that Nash was somehow connected to her, important to her and her bear in some way.

Except that didn't make any sense at all. Why would a wolf be connected to a bear? She was a grizzly, for God's sake. They didn't even particularly like the wolf packs in Montana, where she grew up. There was definitely no connection to them.

Of any kind.

Whatever was going on, all Kira knew was that it had something to do with Nash and it was starting to jeopardize how she could do her job. If she was always worried about being in close proximity to Nash-or God forbid, alone with him-there was no telling what could happen. But whatever it was that might happen, it couldn't. Not in front of anyone.

Which was why she was on the phone with human resources, trying to get Nash moved to another campground, or anything really. But she didn't want him fired. That wasn't fair.

The woman on the other end was still talking about the legal ramifications of what it would mean if she let him go without cause, or something to that effect. She couldn't be sure, because she mostly stopped listening until there was a pause and Kira sighed. The conversation was moving in circles.

"I'm not asking you to fire him," she said, trying not to let the frustration creep into her voice. "I just think maybe he'd be better suited at one of the other campgrounds."

"No," the woman said again. "I'm unable to move his position unless he'd done something that gives grounds for firing. Has he done anything you need to report to me?"

"No." Kira wasn't prepared to go so far as to have Nash fired. And there was no way she could properly convey her reasons for wanting him moved to a different campground. Not to the HR woman on the other end of the phone, anyway. It's not as if she could tell her he was really a wolf and he was sexy as hell and presented all kinds of dangers to her, not the least of which was the way he made her feel.

No. She couldn't say any of that. "It's fine," Kira said after a moment. "Sorry I bothered you."

She hung up the phone in her office and dropped her head into her hands. She was stuck with him. Kira dug her thumbs into her temples. Not that it was the worst thing that could happen. It wasn't. She just needed to get a handle on herself. And mostly why she felt so strongly about getting rid of him when she couldn't stop thinking about him.

Maybe that was the problem? No. That was definitely the problem. 

She pressed her fingers deeper and muttered, "The last thing I need right now is a bloody wolf."

"What wolf?"