Page 23 of Wolf Bound

“I got a kick out of you ordering me to shift back.” He smiled. “I couldn’t control my shifting because I was in so much pain.”

She smiled. “I can be bossy at times. But I appreciated that you weren’t annoyed with me.”

“Believe me, I hadn’t wanted to shift into my human form at the time, but I was glad I could talk to you.”

“Yeah, me too.”

Fisher planned to give Heath an extra special gift for Christmas after releasing him from the clinic so he could go home, but best of all, so he could be with Kira. As far as he was concerned, the situation couldn’t be any better than this. Well, if he wasn’t wounded and hurting, then it would be. He really wanted to court the she-wolf.

She grabbed her bag and followed him into his house. “Your home is lovely. I love your large fireplace.”

“Do you want me to start a fire?”

“No.” She set her bag down next to the couch. “You need to go to bed. If you had been at the clinic, you would have been resting.”

He sighed. “What are you going to do?”

“I’ll go to bed after a while. If you can give me your Wi-Fi access, I’ll check and see if I can find any clue as to where the kidnappers have gone.”

“I can help you.”

She frowned at him. “You…are…going…to bed.” Then she took his arm and led him to the hallway.

“Our bedroom is at the end of the hall.”

“Our?”

“Yeah, you’re going to stay with me, aren’t you? I mean you can sleep with me in my bed and then if I get feverish or start groaning in pain, you’ll know it right away.” Fisher wanted her to stay with him in the worst way. He couldn’t help that he had the hots for the she-wolf.

“You are such a charmer. Well, I can’t let you suffer alone when I could be there to take care of you. And I did promise Heath.”

“Yes!” Fisher said. “Will you be long?”

“Probably not too long.” Then she pulled aside his covers so that he would sleep on the left side of the bed so she wouldn’t bump his shoulder. “When I join you in bed, there will be no monkey business.”

He laughed. Not that he wouldn’t like to cuddle with her, but he probably couldn’t manage it. “Maybe later, when I’m all healed up.”

“Do you need me to help you undress?”

“I can manage.” He struggled to remove his boot.

She watched and then said, “I’ll help you.”

“Yeah, thanks. I can do it, but it would take so long you would probably be done with your searches and be on your way to bed by then.”

“Go ahead and sit down on the bed and I’ll remove your boots and socks. Just don’t get all excited on me so it will be easier to remove your pants.”

He loved her sense of humor. But her touching him got him all worked up in a heartbeat so he wasn’t promising her he could behave where his other head was concerned, at least as far as her undressing him went.

Sure enough, as soon as she began to unzip his pants, his erection was swelling in anticipation of making an even greater connection with her.

She laughed. “It sure doesn’t take much to get you all stirred up.”

“You’re the reason.”

Once he stepped out of his pants, she set them aside and removed his sling. Then she began unbuttoning his shirt, glanced down at the bulge in his boxer briefs, and smiled. “Once you’re healed…”

“Yeah?”

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