Page 7 of The Wolf's Plus-Size Bride

“I have a crazy idea,” I breathe, so quietly that only a shifter would be able to hear me.

Jane quirks a perfect eyebrow, her plush lips turning down in a confused frown. “Okay…”

I quickly down the rest of my beer and grab her waist, tugging her off her stool to stand and slide between my spread thighs. With my heart beating in my chest like a piston, I cup the side of her face and put everything I have into gazing into her eyes like a lovestruck idiot. She wiggles against me in her attempts to squirm free, but with her rounded hips trapped between my thighs, all the movement is doing is driving me wild and infuriating her.

“What are you doing?” she demands in a low, frantic whisper. “Reiner?”

A shiver races up my spine when she utters my name in that tone. It’s so damn sexy, even though she’s furious with me right now.

“Just follow my lead and play along, sugar.”

“What? You’d better not—”

I grab her by the waist and pull her tight to my body, earning a satisfying grunt from her pretty mouth, her eyes bulging as the force jerks her off-balance. She can’t say anything, though, because I kiss her then, sliding my tongue between the seam of her lips.

The second our mouths meet, it’s like everything else suddenly fades away. My stupid friends, our stupid lies, her feisty attitude, and her disdain for me, all of it. Nothing but the soft curves of her plush body pressed against my hard, starved groin remains, and Jane makes the most deliciously adorable sound as I devour her mouth. A whimper, maybe? Or is she moaning? Is she even aware that she made any noise at all? Fuck, it sounded so hot.

A bolt of possessiveness bursts in my chest. It almost sounds like a claim of a female from her male, except she isn’t mine. Not really. This is all just for show.

Shocking me completely, Jane grips the front of my shirt and releases a seductive sigh, actually returning my kiss. Her soft little tongue dips inside to twine with mine, moving cautiously, but the shy hesitancy is… well, arousing, to say the least. For such a closed-off woman, she really lets go and lets her inhibitions fall away. Or is that just an act?

“Jane! There you are!”

Instantly, the kiss is broken. We spring apart like two kids who just got caught trying to light firecrackers in the middle of Main Street. All eyes are on us as we feebly put distance between our bodies, then on me as I wipe my mouth and scratch the back of my head sheepishly.

“Aunt Gwen,” she coughs, glancing away from me and shifting her weight anxiously from one hip to the other. “Uncle Richard. Uh… um… this is…”

“Reiner Thomas,” I supply, holding my hand out for her uncle to shake. “Pleasure to meet you, sir.”

Jake and the guys are standing close, eavesdropping like a bunch of rubbernecking shitheads. I catch Riley nudging Lenny and nodding with a cocky grin on his face.

“You’re the one Jane’s been so secretive about,” Gwen says, wearing a knowing smile. “My, my. It all makes sense now.”

Richard watches the exchange in silence, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. The tiny woman at his side moves closer, tugging on his arm as she does. “Dick, darling, say hello. We don’t wanna be rude.”

He shoots her a flat look, rolling his eyes, but corrects the mistake. “Nice to meet you, Reiner.”

“Jane, dear, where did Sonya go?” Gwen asks. “I thought you two came out together?”

“Oh, uh…” Jane peeks behind them at the group. “She went to the restroom, but the bartender disappeared, and they were flirting earlier, so… I think she might be busy at the moment.”

“I see.” Gwen straightens, dusting off her hands on her cotton blue sundress. “Well, we just came in to get a couple ofdrinks before heading home. Thought we’d stop and say hello first.”

She steps forward and hugs her niece, patting her back lovingly. A warm feeling settles in my gut as I watch them together. How close these two are is so obvious, it’s adorable.

Once Gwen releases Jane, her eyes meet mine, and she points a menacing finger at my face. “You take care of our girl, ya hear? Jane’s special.”

For no reason whatsoever, her words embarrass me. I can feel a fierce heat creep up my neck and invade my face as all eyes turn to me. “Yes, ma’am.”

The couple bids their farewells after that, and as soon as they leave our side, my friends take their place. Shit. Jack seems to find all of this extremely amusing. I knew he would.

“So, this is your girlfriend?” he asks, grinning deviously.

Fucked. I’m fucked. No way out. “Jane, this is my cousin Jack, and the dopes behind him are-”

“Riley and Lenny, I know,” she informs me. “They’re my cousins.”

My stomach drops. “I’m sorry, what now? But Piper is their sister.”

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