Adam’s arms slackened and she whirled round to face him, her face red with fury. She tried to look threatening. Not easy given that she was only wearing a pink bra and panties, and that he had a foot and a hundred pounds on her.
He tweaked a lock of her hair. “Sorry couldn’t resist.”
“You scared the shit out of me!” Tears prickled at her eyes. “I thought... I thought you were going to hurt me...after what happened at my house...” A sob racked through her small frame.
“Oh my god! Sweetheart I’m so sorry, please I... I didn’t think... please don’t cry... I’m such an idiot...”
The mingled look of horror and shame was priceless and she couldn’t help but snigger. “Sucker!”
The look of confusion was even better. “Aww, you’re such a dummy, thank god you’re pretty.” She slapped his cheek playfully.
“You’re a devil woman.” He said darkly.
She turned away and started pulling on a turquoise dress. “Mmm, you’ve already told me that, and besides you were the one who pretended to attack me, you’re lucky I am such a fun person or I might have taken offence.”
She turned from side to side looking in the mirror. Studiously avoiding the death glare Adam was shooting her. She turned back round to him. “What do you think?”
His anger quickly evaporated to be replaced by lust. He fingered the straps of the dress. “I liked it better before...”
“You mean the purple dress?”
“No, when you were just in your underwear, although no underwear would be preferable.” He began sliding the straps off her shoulders.
They were in a clothing shop in town, the only women’s clothing shop in town. It was called Charlotte’s, named after the tiger shifter who owned it. Thankfully the clothes she sold were gorgeous, although somewhat pricier than Rosalee was used to.
The cleaners and her wolfy helpers had left for the day, they had done a great job. Tomorrow her helpers were coming back to start painting the walls. They had insisted. They looked to their Alpha for approval like two little puppies, it was adorable.
Adam had insisted on buying her some new outfits. The stubborn, wilful part of her had tried to object, but once she saw the clothes the part of her that liked pretty things soon took over. She reasoned that of course she could always pay him back just as soon as she received her inheritance money.
Rosalee had been trying on clothes and modelling them for Adam. Apparently he had become bored and had decided to join her in the changing room.
“Stop, we can’t do anything in here.” Her mind said no but her sex had already started to weep at the thought of taking him inside again.
She tried to push him back but he didn’t budge, instead leaning down and nuzzling at the mark he had given her earlier.
She tried to hold on to some self control but having him so near made it difficult. “Adam, Charlie will hear...”
“She’s a friend she won’t mind.” He cupped her ass and rubbed his bulge against her.
“Oh yes? Another one of your friends...” Her tone was playful but he still pulled back to glare at her in disapproval.
“What do I have to do to show you that you’re the only woman for me?”
She kissed him thoroughly. “What’s wrong Alpha? Sensitive?” She pouted her lips mockingly.
“Charlie’s not that kind of friend, she’s a tiger souvenir a bear shifter friend picked up in the California.”
“I heard that mutt.” The honeyed voice of the tiger floated towards them. “And you’re wrong, I will mind if you have sex in there.”
“See!” Said Rosalee triumphantly.
The sound of Charlie’s musical laughter filled the air. She was like an amazon warrior. The woman was tall, over six feet tall, with chocolate brown skin and sultry hazel eyes, her thick black hair was carefully braided and hung down her back reaching her waist. Her movements were so fluid that she seemed to glide around the shop. She oozed elegance and restrained sexuality.
She wore one of the dresses that were for sale in her shop, a cream fitted mini dress with a tortoiseshell belt. Perhaps she was trying to advertise her shop. Anyone buying the dress in the hope of it looking as good on them as it did on her would be sorely disappointed. Nobody could look as good as her.
Rosalee had felt somewhat intimidated on meeting her. But Charlotte, call me Charlie, had smiled widely and instantly put Rosalee at ease.
“Just remember Alpha you rip it you bought it.” Called Charlie.
Adam harrumphed and let go of the dress.
Rosalee giggled. “Aww don’t look so pouty. Hand me that red one.”
She shimmied out of the turquoise dress and started pulling on a daring red mini dress. She patted her shoulder, indicating she wanted him to zip her up.