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As he stepped into Maeve’s living room, he saw she had an arm propped on her fireplace mantle and stared down into the hearth. Except it was glowing this time. “You lit a fire?” Had to be gas. She might be deep in the earth, but she had every convenience.
She lifted her head and turned toward him, her brow furrowed. “Sure. Let’s do it here.” She swept an arm to encompass the area in front of the hearth.
He glanced at the stone floor. It took him a second to understand what she meant, then he laughed. “But what if I’m not in the mood?”
She just rolled her eyes and moved to the far end of the couch. With a fair amount of ease, she hefted the heavy eight-foot piece of furniture and moved it back several feet. She then went to the other end and evened it up.
He probably should have helped, but he wanted to watch her. She was a woman of business and purpose and always seemed one step ahead of everything. He knew she was mulling something over as she bent down, lifted up the closer end of the coffee table and shoved it along the stones until it was out of the way as well. She went to the far end and did the same.
She then headed to a doorway some distance to the left of the fireplace and called over her shoulder. “I’ll be right back.” She lifted in levitation and disappeared swiftly through the opening.
He saw no reason to stop her. He liked the direction she was taking things and didn’t mind at all she was treating it like something on her to-do list. He was a man. He’d bed her any way he could right now. But he’d also make it worth her while.
She returned with her arms laden with what looked like several furs.
He crossed to her quickly and relieved her of the bundle, though she held back a couple of blankets.
“What are those for?” With a fire going and things about to heat up between them, he didn’t think either of them would need blankets to keep warm.
She walked toward the fireplace as she said, “Well, the way I see it, you’re this alpha wolf and you’ll want me on my knees or on my back. Either way is fine with me, but this is stone.” She gestured with a flip of her hand toward the floor. “I intend to be comfortable.”
Once again, he chuckled at her practical turn. “Good thinking.”
She took about ten seconds to flip both blankets on the floor in front of the hearth.
“We could always use the bed.” He thought he should offer. But he was already liking the way the firelight played on her red curls. It looked like flames.
She turned toward him and her lips curved. “No. Here. I’ve had more than one fantasy about you over the past few months and that’s why I lit the fire.” She nod
ded several times.
Her complexion remained milky. Not a single blush in sight.
“You’re not embarrassed at all, are you?”
Her reddish-brown brows rose. She seemed surprised. “Why should I be?” She took the furs out of his arms and laid them out on top of the blankets.
“Are you sure you’re not part wolf?”
She returned to him and grabbed his shirt, pulling it from his jeans then up and over his head. “Here’s what I know. I hate that I’m an alter witch, but I love that you showed up, wolf or not. I don’t care if this lasts only tonight. You’ve taken a lot of the sting out of Five Bridges for me. Right now, I intend to show you my gratitude. Everywhere.”
Braden knew only one thing. He could get used to this.
Chapter Six
Braden couldn’t think of a less likely alpha-mate to take back to his pack than a witch. Wolves hated witches. But of all the women he’d met over the past year-and-a-half, no female had made him smile more than Maeve. But would his wolves ever accept a witch?
The point was moot anyway. Neither of them was interested in a long-term anything.
Maeve had called it exactly right. Even if what they’d been sharing lasted only tonight, she’d eased him and he’d done the same for her. It was enough.
It took him only a few seconds to get rid of his boots and pants. By the time he was done, Maeve didn’t have a stitch on either, though she sat on the furs staring into the fire, her knees drawn up.
She was a beautiful woman, wild curly hair and all.
He dropped to his knees, leaned in and kissed the back of her neck. Her hair was short enough, he could nuzzle it away.
“I’ve been thinking. How did Gammet know you were in the park?”
