Page 43 of Bria and the Tiger

He shouldn’t have touched my mate.

His face paled. Oh shit. This was bad. Really fucking bad. If his tiger was already thinking of Bria as his mate, he was fucked.

She’s not our mate! Knock it off, you moron.

She could be our mate.

His tiger sounded like a sulky kitten.

“Jace? Your eyes are glowing. What’s wrong?” Bria’s soft hand touched his arm again and his tiger roared happily and retreated.

“Nothing,” he said. “Just, uh, my tiger is a little amped up right now. It’s been a while since I’ve shifted.”

A complete lie. He’d spent most of last night in his tiger form.

“Oh, okay. Well, thank you for your help.”

“You’re welcome. You’re gonna block him, right?”

“Yes, and report him to the dating app. Maybe they’ll kick him off Shifter’s Love.”

“You’re using Shifter’s Love to find a date?”

She flushed at his tone. “Yes. So what? Everyone meets their significant other online now.”

“Significant other?”

Bria’s flush grew brighter. “You know what I mean. I want to be in a relationship and I’m not going to find a boyfriend just sitting at home night after night. Besides, this is no different from you using the Heat Me Up app. Heat Me Up is a really stupid name for it, by the way.”

“I didn’t name it.”

“No, but you use it.”

“Who’s being judgmental now?”

She rubbed at her temples. “I’m not being judgmental.”

“You are. Besides, technically you use Heat Me Up as well.”

“I don’t!”

“You do. You got my name from Kat who got my name from Heat Me Up. So, you’ve used the app.”

“Fine, I’ve sort of used the app and I’m being judgmental. But so are you with the Shifters Love thing.”

He wanted to argue but telling Bria that it was jealousy making him act this way didn’t seem like a great idea. “Yeah, okay I am.”

“We just want different things, right?” Bria said. “You want sex without commitment and I want sex with commitment. Neither of us are bad people for wanting what we want. Agreed?”

“Agreed,” he said. “So, are you talking with any other guys?”

She stared at him and it was his turn to flush. “Sorry, that isn’t any of my business.”

“There’s a cougar shifter and a coyote shifter who both have potential,” she said. “What about you? Do you have a cat shifter lined up to help out?”

“Uh, I met with a tiger shifter yesterday.”

Her eyes flared a bright yellow for a split second before returning to blue. “Oh, that’s good. It’s, um, good that you can help her out.”

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