Page 6 of Fire in Cabin 27
I was out of the truck and stepping into the office before he had turned the engine off.
“Good evening, welcome to…”
“Cut the crap, Branson, and fix this double-booked cabin nonsense.” The man he’d been helping growled at me. I squealed and jumped, grabbing the nearest arm, which just so happened to be Kyson’s.
“No need to worry, Princess. Him’s just a pretty little kitty, isn’t he,” Kyson baby talked the angry man. “A lion if I’m not mistaken.” The man, lion, whatever the fuck he was, growled again. “He’s smart enough to know that dragons are at the top of the food chain. Run along, little kitty and chase something shiny.”
“I’m sorry, Mister?” Branson asked and Kyson and I answered at the same time.
“Winters.”
“Cinders.”
“Really?” I chuckled. “A dragon with the last name of Cinders? Life can be so cruel, can’t it?”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Winters, but like I told Mr. Cinders on the phone when he called earlier, we are completely booked.”
“Double-booked,” Kyson snarled.
“Calm your tits, dragon,” I waved a dismissive hand in his face.
“Calm my what? I’ll eat you like a snack, Princess.” Bransoneepedat Kyson’s empty threat.
“You’ll do no such thing. Now go wait over there and let the big boys talk.” He stared blankly at me as though my words were Greek. “Go ahead, right on over there to that bench. That’s a good dragon.” Smoke came from his nostrils again.
As soon as he was out of earshot I turned to Branson, hoping for a quiet omega to omega conversation. “Look, Branson. I’m not here for fun and games, I’m here to be alone during my…heat.” I whispered it but the entire room fell silent. I swear to fuck, you even mention that word and every able male within a fifty-mile radius is on it like a gold fucking bar.
“None of you are getting any,” I waved my hand like a magic wand down the front of me, “of this.”
“Yes, your heat. Understood, but I have nowhere else to put you.” The poor kid’s face paled and was seconds away from pulling the crap I’d already been through by passing out.
“Then I want a refund.”
“In order to refund you, Mr. Winters, you’ll have to check out. Are you prepared to do that?”
Fuck…Me.
“It’s time to go, Juni,” Kyson gripped my arm and when I turned to tell him off, the vultures had begun to circle like I was their last meal.
“Great, just fucking great.” With no other choice, we left and just as we reached the door the kitty, err, man, Kyson had words with spoke loud enough for all to hear.
“Great, just what the world needs. More dragons. Lucky fucking dragon, though.”
What the hell does that mean?
Neither of us spoke until we were back inside the cabin. I was fuming and didn’t expect Kyson’s snarled words to throw me asmuch as they had. Was he growling at those men to protect me or was that a claiming growl. Fuck.
“Juni, in case you weren’t aware, anger and strong emotions kick your heat into high.”
Blink. Blink.
Then it hit me.
“Ah, I see the puzzle pieces are clicking. Now, do you understand why we had to leave as abruptly as we did?” His pupils dilated, his eyes darkened and the iris turned into an elongated slit. “We can all smell you.” The deep timbre of his voice as he rumbled those words, sent shivers down my spine. “The sweet, honeyed scent of your heat,” he drew in a deep breath and I panicked.
Now it was my turn toeepand run before I did something I’d regret forever.
I think.
