Pacific Northwest Werebears(39)

Jinger was thrilled when Wyatt moved the topic off to the mundane. The food was really good, so that was an easy conversation. The weather, well another easy one for Washington, it was either raining or about to rain or had just finished raining.

Finishing her meal, she saw that Wyatt had barely touched his. Great.

“Not hungry?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah actually I am. I was just interested in what you were saying. Forgot to eat, I’ll take it to go. Uh, I know this might seem weird, but could I maybe see you again? Maybe see a movie or just have coffee sometime,” he said rubbing the back of his neck in a nervous gesture.

He wanted to see her? Jinger’s brain spun trying to read him, was he asking her out? Like on a date? Or was she taking a business request way too personal?

“Hmm, that’s very nice of you, Wyatt. But really, I think we should just be glad today went as well as it did and move on. I really need to get back to the office, so if you wouldn’t mind taking me to my car…” she waited for him to respond.

He clearly did not like her refusal as she noticed the muscle in his jaw start to tick. His forehead wrinkled like he was trying really hard to think of something. If she didn’t know better she would think he was angry she hadn’t jumped on the opportunity.

“If it’s too much trouble, I could call someone for a ride,” she offered with a whisper.

Wyatt shook himself out of the terror of letting her go. He was trying to think of a rational reason for her to stay. And maybe go home with him and never leave his bed until she was round with his cubs. But clearly that was not something that was going to happen today. Damn, he was totally unprepared for this. If she was a shifter it would be easy. They both knew the rules, who they were and how to act.

Convincing a human that first, shifters existed and second, they were fated for one mate in their lifetime was not something his parents covered in their birds and bees talk.

He needed advice, he had to find Cage.

“No, of course, it’s no trouble. I’ll take you back to your car if you’re ready,” he said standing and offering her his hand.

Lucky for him, she took it as she stood and his bear rumbled his approval. He liked her touch, it calmed the beast.

Wyatt strode towards the door and held it open offering her to go through first. This also allowed him to use his hand at the small of her back to guide her down the short steps of the trailer. His bear liked that too. His pinkie finger brushed over the top of her curvy ass. He had to look ahead so he wouldn’t stare down at it.

Walking out to his truck he saw Cage leaving the office. Sensing his brother Cage looked over at Wyatt and started towards them. Wyatt shook his head and his jaw hardened at his brother. He hoped he read his look right. Now was not a good time to approach him with Jinger so close.

Shock tore over Cage’s face. He clearly got the message. Then a wicked looking smile spread across his face. Damn him, Wyatt thought as he saw Cage turn and head back into the office. He knew one hundred percent that Cage was calling their mother Connie. Ten minutes after that every family member with a telephone would know Wyatt had found his mate.





Chapter 6




Wyatt managed to drive Jinger back to her car without any incident. She sat quietly in the passenger seat looking out at the trees passing by.

“Uh, I had a nice time today. Well after the whole complaint and review portion, of course,” Wyatt tried to break the quiet.

“Hmm, I did too. I rarely get to spend time out of the office. Not that I usually like leaving my comfy climate controlled environment. But today was nice. Thank you, Wyatt,” she said giving him a shy smile.

“You’re welcome, Jinger,” Wyatt said in a low voice.

Jinger tingled when he said her name. It was almost like a caress, she really needed to get out more if this was all it took now to give her a tickle.

Pulling up to her car, the crew had packed up and moved down the road. Jinger could see them just off in the distance, continuing the road project.

Wyatt got out when she did and walked her to her car. Opening the door, Jinger held out her hand for a professional handshake and Wyatt took it, but didn’t shake it. He turned her hand palm down and ran his thumb over the back in a slow caress.

Clearing his throat, he said, “If you change your mind about that coffee, you have my number.” Wyatt was still looking at her hand. Memorizing the soft pale skin, letting his thumb stir the air with her scent.

“Thank you, again for the offer. It’s very flattering, Wyatt.” Jinger answered, not giving him any hope she was going to change her mind.

Wyatt stared down and then finally let go of her hand, much to the dismay of his bear. Jinger got in and Wyatt pulled the seatbelt out for her and handed it to her. She buckled in and smiled up at him, waiting for him to move out of the door. When he did she closed the door and turned over the engine. She really needed a drink.