Page 16 of Saved By the Grizzly Bear

“Guys, this is Morgan. Morgan, this is Niko, Gunner, Ash, and Flint.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” she says, and they all nod, giving her friendly smiles.

“Sit down and eat. We all have to be back on shift soon!” Niko says, and we do as he orders.

“You guys were all in the military too?” Morgan asks as I grab her a few slices of pizza and pass her the plate.

“Yeah. Niko, Gunner, and I were Army, Flint and Ash were Air Force, and Alec here was a Marine. We met a few times when we were stationed overseas together,” Davis explains.

“It’s cool that you all still get to work together,” Morgan says as we all dig in.

The guys ask Morgan about herself, and I eagerly listen to the answers. I notice that she glosses over her family, and I know that I need to remember to ask her what happened this morning to have her looking so glum.

We finish eating and the other guys all get ready to head back to their shifts.

“Ready to go?” I ask Morgan, and she nods.

“It was nice to meet all of you!” She calls.

“You too!” The guys yell.

“We’ll see you later. I’m sure that Elle will want to invite you guys over for dinner soon,” Niko says as we head out.

We drive back to the ski resort, and I park behind the building and help her off.

“What’s your plan for the rest of tonight?” I ask her, and she shrugs. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

I pull her into my arms, and she rests her forehead against my chest.

“It’s been a long day,” she admits. “My parents made me go into town to file for the marriage license this morning.”

“But—” I start, and she looks up at me.

“I wrote the wrong birth date and social security number down. It won’t be approved,” she assures me.

“Why don’t you go inside and order room service? Or I’ll book you some spa services. The place here is supposed to be great,” I assure her, and she gives me a small smile.

“That sounds great, but I’m sure they’re booked. I think I’ll order the room service, though, and maybe just read a book tonight.”

“That sounds good. Try to relax,” I encourage her. “I’ll see if I can book you for the spa tomorrow. It will help you avoid your parents and get you all relaxed for our wedding the next day.”

She grins and wraps her arms around me.

“I wish we were together for real,” she whispers, but I hear her.

My bear roars in victory inside of me, and I want to tell her that this is real to me, but then I remember that I still need to tell her about shifters and fated mates.

“Go to the spa tomorrow and then have dinner with me. We should talk before our big day,” I tell her, and she nods.

“Okay.”

“I’ll text you.”

She nods, and I lean down, brushing a kiss against her cheek. I hesitate, and Morgan turns her head, our eyes locking before hers drop to my lips. I can’t resist and I close the distance between us, sealing her mouth with mine.

Her grip on me tightens, and I reach up, cupping her face as I deepen the kiss.

Bite her! My bear yells at me, and I ignore him.

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