Pacific Northwest Werebears(48)

Wyatt just gave her a stunning smile. He tilted his head and gave her a puppy dog expression.

“Really? You are going to charm your way out of that question?”

“Depends, is it working?” He asked with a grin.

“Wyatt, you are handsome and funny and so out of my league it’s not funny. I really can’t say how I’m feeling right now.”

“What do you mean out of my league?” His brow wrinkled in annoyance.

“You know,” she said. She didn’t want to explain this to him because in her mind it was obvious.

“No, explain it to me, Jinger. How in the world am I out of your league?”

“Fine, you want to talk about this, then we will. But after that, I’d appreciate it if you could take me back to my car,” she said in a huff. Knowing her humiliation level would be off the charts after she explained this to him, she knew she didn’t want to be anywhere near him. Seeing him pity her was not something she could recover from.

Wyatt didn’t say anything just kept looking at her with that annoyed look.

“You’re handsome and fit and probably fairly wealthy. Guys like you don’t go after short, overweight desk jockeys. You can have any girl you want. There is no reason for someone like you to settle for someone like me,” she said, the bile rising in her throat as the words came out. They tasted as bad as they sounded. She hated speaking those words out loud. Even if she lived with the reality every day. It didn’t make it any easier.

She waited as her words hung in the air. Wyatt was looking at her, his expression not changing from the grumpy annoyance of before.

He was quiet, minutes ticked by. Jinger got nervous waiting so she started to inch off the stool and his eyes changed, just the slightest bit, so she stopped moving.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity, he sighed. Not a little sigh, a giant, put out, long suffering type of sigh.

He stood off his stool and took a step towards her. She wasn’t sure what he was going to say, but what she didn’t predict was that he was going to bend over at the waist, put his shoulder into her stomach and haul her over his shoulder into a fireman carry.





Chapter 10




Holy crickets he picked her up! Again!

“Wyatt!” she managed to shriek.

Wyatt gave her bottom a small slap and said, “Shush.”

With her world upside down, she couldn’t get orientated enough to figure out where he was walking to. She had guessed the couch, but it got dark then a light flashed on and she saw a mattress right before she was flipped over and landed on a huge king size bed with a bounce.

“What the…” she managed before a hand came down over her mouth. With wide eyes she stared up at Wyatt.

“My turn to talk.”

Removing his hand from her mouth, Jinger watched as he started to pace back and forth with his hands on his hips.

“I never thought this would be easy. Hell, I never thought I would ever even be in this situation. Oh, it was supposed to be simple. You find The One, then you get to live happily ever after. Lots of sex, babies, and a happy life. Nope, I get the one that doesn’t know anything, and I have no idea how I’m even supposed to tell her. Then she thinks she isn’t good enough for me.”

Jinger didn’t know if he was talking to her or some unseen force at this point, so she stayed quiet.

“I mean is this the universe’s cosmic joke? Show me an amazing, funny, sexy as hell woman who is everything I’ve ever wanted. She’s soft and round in all the right places, she smells like heaven and I’ve been sporting a rock hard dick from the moment I got a whiff of her sweet smell. And she’s telling me we won’t work out before she’s given me a chance!

So now what am I supposed to do,” he asked, stopping in front of her. He threw his hands up in the air and started pacing again.

“Wyatt, I….”

“No, still my turn to talk. I mean seriously, how does someone as beautiful as you get such low self-esteem? I can’t imagine it. All I can think about, is how to get your clothes off so I can touch every delectable inch of your sweet skin. And you’re worried that you’re not good enough. I know for a fact you are too good for me. When you find out all about me, I bet dollars to donuts you’ll go running for the hills. I’m the one trying to woo you remember?

No, this is not going to go this way. We aren’t going to lose precious time dancing around each other worried the other one is making some kind of mistake. I know what the outcome of this relationship is even if you don’t. So you are going to have to trust me on this.

Here’s how I expect this to go, you tell me how it sounds. We like each other. We both want to be around each other. I know I want to get you into bed and soon. I want you to meet my family. I’d like to meet yours not that it matters if they don’t like me, I can woo them too. I’d imagine you would like to date a while. Although I’ll admit if you want to move in with me tonight I wouldn’t be opposed to that. We can discuss marriage and babies later. What do you think?”