Amanda's Wolves(42)
“Have you ever even met the rest of your family?” Logan teased. He pulled his cell out of his pocket and dialed Melinda.
Sawyer moaned. “Trust me. I’ve met them. That’s why I don’t want to open this can of worms today.”
Melinda answered on the second ring. “Logan?”
“Yep. It’s me.”
“Why are you calling me? You need to be with Amanda.”
“Yeah, heading to her apartment now. Listen. Something happened, and I wanted to make you aware.”
“I’m sure it did.” She giggled. “Don’t worry, Mimi told me about the other day. It’s not unusual for the spirits to get agitated when there’s a new mating. We’re all used to it.”
“Yeah, well there’s more. Sawyer and I went back to the logging site last night, or I guess it was really early this morning.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah. We saw it again. It’s pretty angry, probably from lack of verbal skills,” he joked.
“Not funny. Don’t take these sightings lightly, and make sure you warn Amanda about them before she gets caught unaware. She’d probably freak out. I’ll look into it. If the loggers are working past their allotted time and taking more than they should, that could agitate the spirits. They’re generally known as protectors of the land, after all. I’ll make a few calls. I think I know who the safety manager is for this area.”
“Perfect. Thanks, Melinda.”
“Tell Sawyer I said hey, and don’t think about this again today. Go get her.”
Logan ended the call and turned toward Sawyer. “Your sister says hi. Shall we go find our human mate?”
“You see another option?”
“Nope.” Logan grabbed his keys from the table next to the door. “I’ll drive.”
“You suppose we should let her know we’re coming?” They both had her number programed into their phones. Laurie had texted it to them early that morning, probably while she was driving to Amanda’s, hopefully while she was at least at a stoplight.
Logan shook his head. “Gonna go with no on that one also. Element of surprise.” He opened the door and stepped out into the gorgeous day.
The weather was perfect. It had been for days and even weeks. In Logan’s line of work, the dry weather with optimal temperatures meant good business. People liked to hike with the sun shining and the weather mild.
He realized as they headed for the truck that in Sawyer’s line of work this weather was the kiss of death. Without any rain, a single spark from a cigarette or a lightning bolt or even a campfire could take out hundreds of acres of forest. Even though there was a widespread fire ban that had been extended indefinitely, people were stupid. And stupid people tended to ruin things for everyone.
He shuddered to think what would happen if Sawyer got called away in the middle of this wooing period. It was unimaginable. There was no way Sawyer could safely do his job with a permanent hard-on. And he would have exactly that if they didn’t claim Amanda soon and then reinforce the mating again and again. It wouldn’t be pleasant for any of them if Sawyer had to leave for weeks on end, but it would at least be relatively manageable after consummating their relationship.
Logan stared out the window as he drove. It only took minutes to get to the apartment building where Amanda lived with her sister. And seconds later, they stood at her door, both of them staring at it without knocking.
“Is she going to kill us?” Sawyer asked.
“I hope not. Hopefully Laurie smoothed the way for us to arrive without having to fend off her sister while we attempt to win over Amanda’s affection.”
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Roger stared at Mike across the table in the small conference room of the site trailer. “We have a problem.”
Mike smirked. “I told you that Thursday.”
“Yeah, well, your gut wasn’t good enough for me.” Roger opened a folder, pulled out an eight by ten photo, and slid it across the table toward his consultant.
“Shit.”
“Do you know who they are?”
Mike dropped the picture on the table and leaned back in his chair, slouching. “Yep. That’s Logan Masters and Sawyer Hamilton.”
“Masters? Why do I know that name? Don’t they own the ski resort?”
Mike nodded. “They do. They live in Cambridge.”
“Masters. Dammit. That’s not the first time I’ve seen him snooping around. He was here last Thursday too. I assumed he simply stumbled upon us and stopped to take a look. Maybe there’s more to it if he came back and brought a friend. Who’s this other guy, Sawyer?”