Wolf Games: Granite Lake Wolves, book 3
“They passed a large log building Maggie assumed was the pack house. There was a meeting happening tonight, judging by the cars gathered three deep in the parking lot. Another minute down the same road Erik pulled up in front of a tidy bungalow. An older home was tucked into the trees next to it. He opened her door and helped her out, his fingers caressing hers lightly as he held her hand a little too long.
Why did he have to make her tingle?
Maggie shook her hand free and turned to admire her sister’s home. This was far quieter and more up her alley than living in a common apartment like some packs did. Being with a mess of wolves right now?
Ix-nay. Not something she could handle.
Being cooped up with Erik for the past four hours made her more than ready for a little space from him as well. He’d done nothing but chat quietly to her about the Granite Lake pack, and ask polite questions. After the sensuality of the lunch they’d shared, all that danced through her brain were visions of t...hem naked.MoreLess
Why did he have to make her tingle?
Maggie shook her hand free and turned to admire her sister’s home. This was far quieter and more up her alley than living in a common apartment like some packs did. Being with a mess of wolves right now?
Ix-nay. Not something she could handle.
Being cooped up with Erik for the past four hours made her more than ready for a little space from him as well. He’d done nothing but chat quietly to her about the Granite Lake pack, and ask polite questions. After the sensuality of the lunch they’d shared, all that danced through her brain were visions of t...hem naked.MoreLess
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