Since I've had a hiatus on this blog, I thought I would regale you with an excerpt from Wade's story to keep you entertained until this book is released. :) Enjoy it!
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Standing from the bed, Keira paced the room, wiping her palms on her jeans. What the hell was the matter with her? Cursing softly, she didn’t want to analyze her feelings too much. The more she thought about why she felt so strongly for a man she only knew for a day, the more she was convinced she was going crazy. She was on the run from her very own father with a man who claimed he could shift into a cougar. Where was the logic in that? None of it made sense. But it made Keira feel better, somewhat. Because her lust didn’t make sense either.
After a few more minutes of pacing, Wade’s shower turned off. Keira closed her eyes and envisioned him toweling off, rubbing himself all over his hard muscles…
With a growl of her own, Keira yanked open her motel room door and stepped out onto the walk. Before she could think about what she was doing, she pounded on Wade’s door. Butterflies swirled in her stomach, and she had no clue what she was going to say to him. But she’d be damned if she was going to spend the night alone.
The door swung open wide and she gasped at the sight on the other side. Wade stood there in all his glory, with nothing more than a white towel around his waist. His skin was still wet from his shower and his hair dripped onto his shoulders. He could give Adonis a run for his money. She knew she was staring, but she couldn’t seem to get her mouth to work as she looked him up and down, speechless. He was a spectacular man, his muscles bulging in just the right places. His stomach was flat, with a light mat of golden hair that converged into a line disappearing beneath his towel. The only imperfection was a couple of large scars streaking across his belly, which almost resembled claw marks. Where had he gotten those?
He glanced around her, seeming to look for some kind of pursuer, before taking a step forward. “What’s wrong?”
His stance was a guarded one, as if he were getting ready to pounce on whatever dangers might lurk beyond his door.
“I…I…” She shook her head and he raised a brow.
“Are you hurt?”
Keira smiled inwardly. If Wade only knew the “pain” her body was going through… “No,” she finally said. “But I…I heard your shower and I… Damn it.”
She crossed her arms and turned away, her eyes burning with unshed tears. She was hot and more than a little turned on. But she wasn’t used to telling a man what she wanted from him. Asking Wade to make love to her suddenly seemed like a foolish idea.
Then, in a burst of inspiration, she turned back, looking him in the eye. “Will you shift for me?”
She’d surprised him with her request. His brows shot up and he scratched his head. “You want me to shift for you?” His tone was skeptical. She had to keep him talking.
“Yeah. I mean, I’ve only seen Brett do it. I love cougars, you know. I want to see you shift too. As…as long as…”
“As what?” It was Wade’s turn to cross his arms.
“As long as you don’t hurt me.”
He took a deep breath and sighed. “I might be able to change into a cougar, but I can still think as a human. You wouldn’t be in danger.”
“So you’ll do it?”
His eyes flashed while a muscle ticked in his jaw. “I hate becoming the cougar.”
“Oh.” Keira tried to hide her disappointment. But she should have known it was pointless in front of him. Wade knew what she was thinking almost before she did. She turned to leave.
“Wait.” His voice stopped her in her tracks. She trembled with desire. It had to be rolling off her in waves. There was no way he didn’t know what was on her mind.
Keira turned and glanced at him. He opened his door a little wider and cocked his head, as if daring her to come in. She bit the inside of her lip and hesitated for only a moment before breezing past him. She got a whiff of his clean scent and it was all she could do not to reach out and touch his skin.
The door slammed shut and she jumped at the sound. Wade loomed over her. “Are you ready for this?”
She must have been imagining things. By the look in his eye, she could have sworn he’d meant to give his words a double-meaning. She nodded curtly.
“Sit down.”
Keira sat on the edge of his bed, refusing to look at his towel any longer. It only made her ache all the more. She couldn’t keep her body from shaking. Her nerves were shot. This was it. Wade was going to show her exactly how he shifted. She just hoped she could survive the dark flame in his eyes.
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:D
~~Becka
