Page 142 of Not Your Ordinary Shifter

Debbie

If she wasn’t going to get an orgasm until tonight, sugar was going to have to tide her over. Hmmm, so much sugary fried goodness—funnel cake, fried Oreos, fried Twinkies, fried butter... wait, seriously? Fried butter?

She might have to rethink that one.

Definitely fried Oreos, those were a must. Hmmm, fried snickers...yeah, those sounded good, too.

Cousins,her honey badger warned her, scenting them coming up on her. Debbie wasn’t worried. While they might like to sneak up on each other for practical joke purposes, no one was going to mess with each other when fried food was to be had.

“Hey, Debs!” Natra said, sidling up to her and throwing her arm around Debbie’s shoulder, simultaneously flashing a smile at the couple in line behind Debbie, trying to make it look like Debbie had been waiting for her the whole time. Windy squeezed in next to Natra, silently looking up at the display of offerings and letting Natra do the work. “So, what are we getting? Mmm, fried Twinkies, definitely.”

Shaking her head at her cousin’s antics—either everyone believed Natra and Windy were with her or because no one wanted to mess with honey badgers—Debbie let them come along for the ride. They’d let her do the same if the situation was reversed. Sure, they messed with each other a lot, but not over important things.

Like fried sugar.

“So, where’s tall, blond, and studly?” Windy asked once they’d put in their order.

“I don’t know,” Debbie said, shrugging nonchalantly. “He said he’d meet me back here.”

She was fairly certain he hadn’t ditched her. Not with how badly he wanted to get into her pants—unless she was miscalculating his desire for her. Her honey badger snorted its disdain at the very idea. Although if he did ditch her, he’d find out just how well honey badgers handled being ghosted. “Not well” was a bit of an understatement.

Debbie wasn’t the number one hacker in their little group, that was her cousin Cara, but she was a close second. A smirk twisted her lips. The line from the movieWedding Crashersalways echoed in her head at moments like this—’Cuz I’ll find you…’

“If you don’t want him, I’ll take him,” Natra offered.

Inside her head, Debbie’s honey badger snarled, claws and teeth out in a display of possessiveness that was a little disturbing, considering she barely knew the guy. Yeah, she planned on banging him, but she didn’tgetpossessive about her bed buddies. Then again, she’d never met one who got her honey badger all riled up the way Thor did. Truth be told, she didn’t like the idea of him hooking up with one of her cousins either.

“Find your own cowboy to ride.” She tried to keep her tone casual, but it had more snap to it than she’d intended. Both Natra and Windy looked at her contemplatively. Whoops let out a little more of her emotions than she’d meant to.

“Order up for Debbie!”

The sugar distraction was exactly what she needed to relax. The three of them descended on the plates of fried, sugary goodness and big ass cups of lemonade. Juggling the cup, Oreos, and funnel cake, Debbie looked around to see if Thor had come back yet.

“Ooh, what’s happening over there?” Windy asked, jerking her chin at the small crowd gathered across the aisle in front ofthe Barbecue Pit. The wall of backs and shoulders didn’t afford them much of a view, but Debbie caught a flash of Thor’s cowboy hat. At least, she was pretty sure it was his.

Narrowing her eyes, she strode forward to the outskirts of the crowd, Natra and Windy right behind her. Going up on her tiptoes, while keeping a firm grip on her sugar rush, she could see it definitelywasThor. Despite the chuckles and murmurs of the crowd around her, she could tell he was smack-talking to the absolutely massive guy in front of him.

So, he’d gotten caught up with that, instead of coming back to meet her? Well, that was disappointing. Debbie was already rethinking her bet with him when Natra started questioning the guys standing next to them.

“Hey, what’s going on? Are they gonna fight?” Unlike Debbie, Natra sounded excited about the prospect. Not that Debbie didn’t enjoy a good fight, usually. She just preferred to think she was more important than getting into one.

Much more important, her honey badger muttered darkly, already plotting revenge.Stick him with pointy thing.

“Nah, they’ll get kicked out of the competition later if they do,” one of the guys said, barely glancing at Natra. “There’s no way they’ll risk that. They’re just gonna slap each other around a bit until later.”

“It’s a clash of the titans,” said his friend enthusiastically. “Mad Maddox, the undefeated, versus Thor, the only rider who anyone thinks even has a chance of breaking that streak. It’s gonna be fuckingepic.”

Oh.Thor was smack-talking the guy he was competing against later. It sounded like it they were entertaining the masses and building up the event. Okay, Debbie could deal with that. It was his job, after all.

No pointy stick?Her honey badger was still unsure.

Probably not, but she wasn’t going to rule anything out completely yet.

Intriguingly, it sounded like Thor’s boasting was more than just his ego talking. Especially interesting that he’d made the bet with her when he knew he was riding a bull who was undefeated. Was he that sure of himself? Although it wasn’t like he reallylosteither way.

She took a big bite of Oreo while she contemplated his win-win scenario. Yum. Damn, that was good—perfectly fried, then mushy chocolate and cream inside. Debbie moaned.

As if he’d heard her, Thor’s head lifted, and his gaze scanned over the crowd, finding her in only a few seconds even though she was several rows back from the inside of the circle where he was standing. His eyes lit up. When he turned away from the other cowboy—who was still mid-sentence—the bull shifter let out an insulted bellow.

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