RANCHER BEAR’S BABY(72)

I crushed her mouth in a hot kiss and then lowered my hand to cup the tiny bump that was her stomach. “And this little guy or girl?”

She blinked back tears. “I’m keeping my baby. I want you to be the father, Michael. I know you’d be a good one and I want us to be a family.”

“I can’t…have kids of my own. Because of the attack.” I looked down at her belly. “This would make me unbelievably happy, Daisy. Being a family with you and your child.”

“Our child.”

I rolled us over so I was hovering on top of her. I needed a moment away from the heavy stuff. I wasn’t great at it, and I knew we had plenty of time for me to learn. “So, tell me, mate, what does a bear have to do to get some attention around here? It took you two weeks to chase me down. My poor ego is wounded.”

Her eyes flashed and she crawled out from under me. She backed away slowly, engaging both me and my bear to chase. “I don’t want to hear about your poor ego. I want to see you work for me for a change.”

She ran and I easily chased her down. When I caught her, I pinned her against a tree for the second time in our very short relationship and showed her that I was willing to put the work in for her. In fact, I’d give her as much of me as she could stand.



THE END





RANCHER BEAR’S DESIRE





STORY DESCRIPTION



John Long has his life under control. Everything is going according to plan. His girlfriend, the beautiful, vivacious socialite Mandy Scott, has finally agreed move with him from L.A. to his family’s ranch in Wyoming to give the ‘simple life’ a chance.

All’s well.

Until Bunny St. John enters his life in the form of personal assistant/pack mule for Mandy and suddenly, John’s small tranquil world erupts. There’s no denying Bunny is John’s mate.



Bunny’s divorce papers are barely dry.

She’s fed up with men, doubly fed up with bear shifters, and doesn’t care one iota about this whole ‘mate’ crap.

All she knows is she doesn’t want to be the ‘other woman’, and she needs her job as Mandy’s assistant to get back on her feet.

She is not going to let any man mess this opportunity up for her, including the hot-as-Hades bear shifter, John Long, who continues to claim that she is his mate.



The two can only dance around the flames of desire for so long, though, before someone ends up getting burned.





CHAPTER 1: Bunny


“How soon can you start?” The voice on the phone was breathy and seductive in a way that would probably make any man take notice. It was also fake.

I knew that, of course, because I’d once used that voice, too. Back when I was naïve enough that getting hitched to a man was the most important goal in my life. With a severe eye roll, I barely stopped myself from sighing. I didn’t have room to be a pessimist. Ms. Seductive Voice might be my ticket out of here.

“Um, I can start immediately. Wouldn’t you like to know a bit more about me first, though?”

I’d spotted the job advertised on line exactly thirteen minutes after it was posted. It’d taken me eight minutes to rearrange things on my resume and submit it. Another fifteen, and I’d gotten the call.

“Not necessary. Your resume is adequate. I don’t need a miracle worker, Mrs. St. John. I just need someone capable of being an assistant. It’s not at all difficult.” She blew out a long breath and I didn’t have to try very hard to picture Jessica Rabbit smoking a Virginia Slim. “Really, you’re just going to be answering calls and picking up my dry cleaning. It’s not rocket science.”

I bit my tongue hard to keep from telling her where to stick her condescending attitude. “It’s Miss. I’m not married,” I countered in a sickly sweet voice.

“Good for you. Anyway. My name is Mandy Scott. I’ll be in Wyoming in three days. I’ll need you to go ahead to the house I’ll be staying in to set up my things. I’ll send you a list of everything I need, and your transportation instructions. Just text me after you get it and let me know when you begin working. Also, I’ll add the number of my father’s accountant. Call him and he’ll get your salary set up right away.”

“Okay, I-”

The phone clicked off in my ear and I slowly pulled my cell away from my ear and glared at it. “What the hell is wrong with her?”

Even though I would’ve loved to call her back and tell her to take her job and shove it, I couldn’t. Truthfully, despite her shitty attitude, I was more than excited about the job.

It came with a hefty salary, probably because Mandy was a miserable witch to deal with, a car, and a place to stay. Nothing could be better for me at this current time.