Page 25 of Ravenous

My wolf thought that was laughable. He was committed to her, but she didn’t know that. She didn’t owe me anything–including an explanation of why she chose to climb on her crumbling roof.

Apparently, she didn’t mind my grouchiness, though, because her smile broadened.

The smile that drove me crazy.

She completely ignored my question. “Can you throw me that tarp I dropped?” She pointed at the lost object.

“Throw you the– Not a chance. What happened to the crew coming to make the repairs?” I asked.

“The adjuster said they’d be by in a few days.”

A few days? So she decided to fix it temporarily herself?

“I’llcover your roof,” I said, kicking myself for not anticipating her needs before we left this morning. “You need to get down from there before you fall or the rest of the roof caves in.”

She mimicked my stance with her hands on her hips and tilted her head to the side. “I can take care of it.”

“Not happening,” I countered.

“But–”

“No way while I’m living next door are you putting yourself in danger like this.”

I should apologize for being an asshole. She probably could put the tarp over the hole on her own. Nail it down. But she could fall and not heal like a shifter. Except she didn’t know that was why I was so fucking adamant.

“Oh yeah?” There was a challenge in her voice.

I was fucking this thing up. I opened my mouth in hopes the right words would come out, but then I caught sight of the outline of Joy’s nipples.

She wasn’t wearing a bra under that barely-there top, and it was clear her nipples had stiffened into points.

At what? The sight of me?

Or was it my bossiness that turned her on?

She’d called me bossy this morning, but the look she’d given me made me think she liked me in charge.

Everything I’d said since I got out of the car was me being bossy and in charge.

Fuck, yeah, honey.

I’ll be the boss of you. I’ll boss you all the way to my bed.

“Yeah,” I countered, then added, “Bad girl,” to test it out. To testher.

She squatted down to sit on the edge of the roof and kicked her feet like a kid.

She was in flip-flops. Flip flops! On a fucking roof! Cute, but not functional.

“You gonna spank me?” she challenged, cocking her head and giving me that smile again.

My dick got rock hard at her suggestive tone and wondered if her pussy was sore from the pounding I gave her the night before.

Okay. I hadn’t misread the situation. Good to know.

I sauntered over until I stood right beneath her. “That’s right, beautiful. You have two choices. Climb down that ladder or jump. Either way, if you come down right now, I’ll go easy on you.” I held out my arms to show her I would catch her.

A flush ran up her neck, and I caught the scent of her arousal on the light breeze.

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