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Layla
I’m sitting on the stool at the granite island watching as Oliver moves around his kitchen. He’s so hot. This man is wearing pajama pants and nothing else. I love watching his big hard muscles ripple and clench with every movement. He’s mesmerizing. It’s hypnotic. This is a book scene right here. I make a mental note to write something like this into my next book.
I’m wearing his big fluffy robe with nothing on underneath. It’s the comfiest thing I’ve ever had on my body besides him.
“Where did you learn how to do that?” I ask as he whips up some homemade whipped cream. He doesn’t even need an electric mixer. His hand moves so fast that he can whip it up on his own.
“My mother had a sweet tooth,” he says with a smile as he checks the waffles that are cooking. “She always had to have whipped cream and strawberries with her waffles.”
“I like her already,” I say with a grin. “Does she live around here?”
“No,” he says sadly. “She died of cancer a few years ago.”
“Oh my god,” I say with a gasp. “I’m so sorry, Oliver.”
“It’s okay,” he says with a bit of shine in his beautiful brown eyes. “It was hard, but… We’re moving on.”
“And your dad?”
“He was a grizzly bear shifter,” he says with a shrug. “He didn’t want to live without his mate.”
“He… committed suicide?”
“Yeah,” he says. “I was upset with him for a long time, but I’m starting to understand it now.”
“Understand what?”
He looks at me with an intense gaze. My spine straightens. “How unbearable it would be to live without your mate. I understand it now, thanks to you.”
“Oh,” I whisper as I drop my eyes to the counter. Is the connection really that intense for a shifter?
I touch his mark on my neck and realize that it is. It’s intense for me and it’s only been a few hours. I can’t imagine after decades together with kids and all those intense memories. I’d want to die too.
My fingertips tingle as I trace his mark. It’s already healed and feels warm and complete. It feels like everything is right in the world. It feels like my future is safe, secure, and set in stone. It’s a comforting feeling.
“Here,” he says as he dips his finger into the bowl. “Try this.”
I hold his thick wrist as he puts his finger to my lips. I look into his eyes as I seductively lick the dollop of whipped cream off his fingertip.
“Tasty,” I say with a lick of my lips.
He smiles as he turns to the sink to wash the strawberries.
It’s so cozy in here. I feel all snug in his warm robe as I look around the charming log cabin. There’s a roaring fire in the fireplace and Oliver lit candles all over the room that smell wonderful. The rain and wind are still going strong outside, which makes it that much sweeter to be in here.
I don’t even want to think about what would have happened if Oliver’s grizzly bear hadn’t come along. I’d still be out there in the cold rain, shivering with nowhere to go. I’m so thankful to be here right now, it’s indescribable.
“Let me help,” I say as I slip off the stool.
“You don’t have to,” he says as the kettle starts to whine. “I got it.”
“I want to,” I say as I take the strainer of strawberries from him. “Let me cut them while you finish the waffles.”
He reluctantly lets me have it and pulls out a knife. I smile as I take it from him and start chopping up the big juicy strawberries.
“These look good,” I say as I put them in a bowl.
