Pacific Northwest Werebears(61)

You can be scared, you can be nervous and you can even come up with a million reasons we shouldn’t be together. But the simple fact is, I’m not going anywhere. I can’t. You could say you’ll never see me again and I’ll camp out on your doorstep and bring you donuts every day until you’ll talk to me again.”

Jinger had to smile at that. The first morning she felt almost normal there was a big pink pastry box resting on the table in front of her. It was all maple bars.

“What if you change your mind? What if I don’t get back to the way I fuzz,” she asked chewing her lip.

“I have no doubt you’ll get back to the way you was,” he teased.

“Was? You mean were,” she corrected, catching her mistake.

“See you got it.” Wyatt reached up and used his thumb to free her lip. “I’ll take you however I can get you, Jinger McCann. You’re perfect no matter how many bumps, bruises or banged up brains you have.”

Jinger felt her eyes well up. This man was amazing, she almost couldn’t believe he was real. Her heart felt like it was going to burst in her chest. He did love her, who else would put up with her the last two weeks.

“Wyatt?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“I love you too. I don’t deserve you and I know I should let you find someone better than me. But I’m pretty selfish too and I don’t want you to go.”

She watched as Wyatt closed his eyes, she heard a low rumble come from somewhere deep inside his chest. When he looked up at her, she could see his eyes were very yellow now, bright and happy.

“I’m going to make you the happiest women in the world,” he swore, bringing her hands to his mouth to kiss the backs. He stood and wrapped his hands gently around her neck, bringing their mouths together in a tender, but passionate kiss.

As he pulled back, he looked deep into her eyes. He brushed away the stray tears that had fallen down her cheeks.

“Now that we have that settled, there is no reason for you not to move in with me.”





Chapter 18




Jinger spent the rest of the day trying to reason with Wyatt on why moving in was a terrible idea. He’d just smiled and said she was or countered with a “Don’t you love me?” Which of course she said she did and they’d start the argument over again.

So she tried enlisting his brother, Cage and Sophie into the discussion when they came to visit. They were no help.

“Well, I pretty much moved Sophie in the first week. And technically you’ve been together for over two weeks now. Granted you were unconscious for some of that. But I think that still counts. Plus you’ll be close to me and Sophie and I know she’d like the female company,” Cage declared.

Conner also stopped by, bringing her a previously requested bag of Skittles that Wyatt had asked him to get.

“Sorry Jinger, my brothers know what they want and they usually get it. If Wyatt wants you, there is no way I’m getting in the middle of it. He’s bigger than me. Although I’m still faster,” he said with a wink.

Her final chance at making him see reason was her parents dropping by. She didn’t have high hopes, they really liked Wyatt.

Her parents came in, both talking at once. Her dad about something at work and her mom about speaking with the doctor in the hallway.

“You get to go home, sweetheart! Doctor Martin says tomorrow looks like a good day to release you. He did say no work for at least two weeks with weekly visits to follow up with him and the neurologist,” her mother was practically clapping her hands.

Wyatt was sitting in the chair with a satisfied smirk on his face when she looked over at him.

“That’s great mom, I’m looking forward to getting out of here. I imagine my old bed is just as lumpy as I remember,” she said laughing, but hoping her mother would delve into all the fun things they were going to do while she was a houseguest.

“About that, sweetie…” her mother started turning to her dad for assistance.

“Honey, we’ve been talking and we really think it might be best for you to stay with Wyatt. His mother is next door and can keep an eye on you during the day. Your mom and I both have work and we could take time off, but I think you would get sick of us pretty quickly,” he finished, looking sheepish.

Jinger glared at him. They weren’t suppose to pass her off to a man they barely know! What kind of parents were they? Their poor injured daughter was recovering from surgery and a coma and they were tossing her into the lion’s den.

Okay, maybe she was being a tiny bit dramatic, she thought.

“You really think it’s a good idea for me to move in with a stranger?”