Page 10 of Love in the Forest
“Braden. You’ve got to get rid of this bond. Now. I think we’re both suffering because of it. We can’t be together.” It hit her hard, like a boulder to the chest, that all she really wanted in the world was to tuck herself into his life, his love, his body and to stay there forever.
Then she did the stupidest thing of all and burst into tears.
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Braden was horrified as he heard Abby’s quiet sobs and watched her wiping away her tears with her napkin. She’d never struck him as this kind of woman.
He rose from his seat and went to her. He knelt on the floor and rubbed her shoulder. “Let me make some phone calls so I can figure out how to get this done.”
Her head bobbed but she held the napkin to her face. “That would be best.” The muffled words tore at his heart.
He left her and went to the master bedroom and closed the door. He had to make three phone calls to different pack members and swear each person to secrecy about what he needed to do and why. He didn’t use Abby’s name or reveal her species orientation. Neither mattered.
Though he received one, ‘I don’t know’, and two very different versions on how each thought the bond could be severed, he had a general idea how to proceed.
Unfortunately, it was going to involve some nakedness.
He looked down at the bulge in his leathers. He’d worked hard to hide his arousal from Abby though he’d been in this state for most of the evening, wolf that he was.
He sighed heavily.
He reached for her telepathically.Can you come to me, to my bedroom?
Is that wise?
Sorry, you’ll have to be undressed. We both will.
He heard her laugh.Fine.
Shortly after, she pushed the door open and there she was. It was like seeing her for the first time all over again.
She was tall at almost six-feet which he loved and a real beauty. She’d brushed her long hair to a shine and her dewy brown eyes weren’t even red though she’d been weeping.
“Are we going to make love?” she asked.
More than anything in the world he wanted to. But he had to think of his pack and maybe even to some degree to protect his heart. “I think we’re going to trynotto make love.”
“Oh.” She looked and sounded disappointed.
He took a deep breath. “Here’s the deal. Apparently, we have to get really close, as in skin-to-skin, then at an agreed on mutual moment each of us attempts to release the bond. As you can see, my wolf wants you bad.” Her gaze fell to his lap and she sighed.
“I can also tell from your beautiful flowery scent, that has been hitting me from the time you arrived in the kitchen, that you’re in a similar state.”
Her smile was lopsided. “I think I made that clear earlier.”
He chuckled. “Yes, you did.”
He thought he should start the show and pulled off his black tank.
He knew what he looked like and the effect his muscular body had on women. But he couldn’t help that now. Abby was just going to have to deal with it.
She sighed again, then returned the torturous favor by pulling off her own t-shirt.
He groaned. He’d forgotten how beautiful her breasts were. She wore a bra that created a line of cleavage. His mouth watered. He wanted to get after her.
His wolf raced harder still, and he felt close to shifting.
How were they ever going to get physically close while naked yet not do anything?
