Lewis Larson had always thought he’d have female mate. His goal to eventually settle down with a woman and have a bunch of children hits a snag when a sexy vampire crosses his path.
John Lesley knew he wanted the sexy werekin as soon as he saw him. Unfortunately convincing a commitment shy wolf to bond with a vampire hits a snag when family, enemies and a trio of babies get involved.
The memory of his last encounter with John made him shiver. One kiss and a small grope shouldn’t have turned his inner wolf into a wimpy, needy bitch who wanted to roll over and expose his belly. He readjusted the backpack on his right shoulder and tried to calm his animal half.
The pretty receptionist gave him a bright smile she’d polished like a new penny.
“Can I help you?” she asked.
“I’m here to pick up some paperwork for Tam Larson,” Lewis explained.
Her professional smile warmed at his words. “You must be Lewis. Tam told me you’d be stopping by. I’ll let Mr Lesley know you’re here.”
“No! I mean, you don’t need to disturb him. Can’t you just sneak inside and grab it for me?” He gave her his best, charming smile, hoping desperately she’d take the hint and not ask any probing questions.
Please don’t make me see John. Lewis chanted in his head.
She leaned forward and asked with a conspiratorial air. “Are you afraid of him because he’s a vampire?”
“Yes,” he lied easily, giving a not completely fake shudder.
She didn’t have to know his unease stemmed from the surge of lust he got whenever he remembered a certain vampire nibbling on his neck. He feared John’s bite but for an entirely different reason than she suspected. The hunger surging through him at the mere thought of the John Lesley meant Lewis, more than anything, needed to stay away.
He didn’t receive the help he’d hoped for.
“It’ll be okay. I’ve been with Mr Lesley for three years now, and I’ve never known him to attack anyone,” she said in a reassuring tone.
She picked up the phone, no doubt to tell John that Lewis had arrived. Before she could dial any numbers, the door to the vampire’s office opened, and a stunning man with blond hair and icy, blue eyes walked out. His annoyed scowl changed to one of pleasure when he caught sight of Lewis.
“Who do we have here?” the man asked.
A sniff revealed the stranger to be a vampire, who did nothing to Lewis’ libido and still placed John Lesley as the only male capable of triggering Lewis’ hormones.
“You may go in now, Mr Larson.” The receptionist’s cold tone chilled the room. She didn’t approve of the vampire.
“Oh, you don’t have to rush away on my account.” The blue-eyed stranger remarked with a frown. “Larson? You don’t go by Tam also, do you? I’ve been trying to get an appointment for months. I’m Allard Brown.”
“No. Sorry. I’m his brother, and I don’t get involved in Tam’s business dealings.”
Some days, Lewis didn’t envy his genius brother. Everyone wanted something from Tam.
Lewis would hate all the attention. Some people were just born to shine brighter than others.
Lewis’ brother Tam glowed with the ferocity of a supernova.
“Go on into my office, Lewis,” John Lesley stood in doorway and waved a hand to beckon Lewis closer. Damn, Lewis hadn’t even heard him approach; the vampire had softer steps than a sneaky werewolf.
Instinct had Lewis walking away from the stranger who screamed predator without saying a word. Lewis might not be the strongest or smartest wolf on the block. Hell, he didn’t even have the most power in his own family, but he had excellent instincts.
As soon as he reached John, the vampire wrapped an arm around Lewis’ waist. Lewis almost jumped from the unexpected contact, but he didn’t want to give the wrong impression to Mr Brown. If John putting an arm around his waist kept the strange vampire away from Lewis, he’d allow the touch. Besides, John smelled delicious. Instinctively, Lewis tilted his head back to get a better whiff. Wallowing in the vampire’s natural aroma, Lewis almost missed John’s growled warning to Mr Brown.
“The Larsons are under my protection, Allard. Don’t forget that,” John ordered.
“What makes you think I want your mangy wolf?” Allard sneered.
John gave a snort, an inelegant sound from the always proper vampire. “If you drooled any more, you’d be in danger of soaking through my carpet. Get going and remember to keep your fangs to yourself.”
Allard growled. “Don’t be so stingy. I wouldn’t hurt him. I’d only take a tiny taste.”
“We’ll talk about your proposal later,” John said in a dismissive tone, not bothering to address the other vampires request.
Allard gave a low snarl and glared at John before turning and stomping off toward the elevator. No one moved or spoke until the doors closed behind him.
Lewis stepped away from John’s touch, ignoring his inner wolf whimpering at the loss of contact.
Clearing his throat, Lewis addressed the vamp. “You have some papers for me?”
John’s blue eyes sparkled. “Sure, and maybe some etchings you’d like to see.”
Lewis choked on his laughter but refused to be pulled into the vampire’s teasing mood. It would be easy enough to ignore a full-out seduction, but his wolf could never resist a chance to be playful.
Shaking his head at John’s nonsense, Lewis followed the vampire to his desk.
Lewis’ phone rang, the lyrics to Born to be Wild spurring him to rummage through his cargo pants’ pockets until he finally closed his fingers around the device.
Lewis pressed the connect button. “Hello, Tam.”
“Hey, Lew, did you get my paperwork?” Tam asked on the other end of the line.
“I’m at the office right now. I’ll have it to you in a bit,” Lewis replied.
His brother’s timely phone call saved Lewis from having to make eye contact with the delicious looking vampire before him.
“Is that Tam?” John snatched the phone out of Lewis’ hand.
He growled at the action.
“Easy, pup,” John murmured, the vampire’s attention already back on the phone.
Lewis half-heartedly listened to the vampire berate Tam over something he did to a client. Lewis shook his head. The sooner John learned that Tam knew best, the better off he’d be. Tam never did anything without a good reason. Not always a decipherable one, but in the end, he always had a purpose behind any action.
Spying a packet of papers with his brother’s name on them, Lewis snatched them off John’s desk. With a quick wave, he scooted out of the plush office as fast as he could go without actually running. He could retrieve his phone later. Lewis didn’t like the electronic leash anyway and only carried it to appease his family. His absentmindedness and disregard for time often caused his mother to call him and remind him to eat or sometimes to come home. He could live without it. No doubt Tam would track down his phone or give him a new one. Lewis shrugged off concern like a duck shedding water.
Smiling, Lewis skirted around the receptionist desk at high speed. The elevator opened as he approached. Pleased at his unusual luck, Lewis slid into the car and pressed the door shut button.
He didn’t want to take the chance John might catch him at the last minute.
Once the doors closed, Lewis leaned against the far wall with a sigh.
“I made it,” he said, smiling.