Page 59 of Purrfectly Trapped

“I’m just gonna grab some lunch,” she told the teen as Reg pulled up to the curb.

She was in such a good mood lately. Heck, she even giggled when Marion made an obscene gesture, and fanned himself as Reg hopped out of the driver’s seat and stalked over to her.

“Cut it out,” she yelled, laughing as everyone groaned at the pun. It was the name of her establishment, after all. She wagged her finger at Marion before racing out the door and tackling Reg.

Her fine as fuck mate caught her easily and slammed his mouth to hers. The kiss was hot and quick. Too quick in her opinion, but she’d learned the hard way that was best.

If one of them didn’t put a stop to their kisses quickly, they’d end up naked in seconds no matter where they were. It had already happened in the bathroom, the kitchen, the stairwell, and even the rather cramped back seat of his Jeep.

Sigh.

Oh, her aching vagina.

She thought he broke the damn thing last night. But they were all good aches, she smiled slyly and thanked heaven for Shifter healing and rejuvenation abilities.

“My employees think you’re hot,” she told Reg as he squeezed her from behind while she opened the door to the stairwell that led to her apartment.

“Yeah? And what do you think?” he asked and kissed her on the neck.

“I think you’re okay,” she shrugged, then laughed uncontrollably as he mock-growled, and nuzzled her mating mark while tickling her belly.

“Oh fuck, stop it or I am gonna trip up the stairs,” she said, knowing he would let her go immediately if there was a chance she was going to get hurt.

She’d learned that Shifters, especially mated ones, were very protective of their significant others. Reg was a complete and total doll. Her sexy tattooed mate would do anything for her, and wonder of wonders, she felt the same. It was so fast, true, but she had never felt so good in her life.

Gretchen ran up the stairs with him following closely behind her. That was another thing she’d learned. Running from a predator almost always ensured getting chased. Something she liked, but only if Reg was doing the chasing.

After a few more quick kisses at her insistence, Reg sat down at the table, and she went to the fridge. She’d wanted to surprise him with lunch today. Gretchen bit her lip as she pulled out some homemade chicken salad sandwiches.

“I made these for us,” she said, and laughed at his shocked expression. “What? I can cook.”

“Wow. I just didn’t expect this. Thank you,shona.”

“Well, after living with Elissa, I picked up a few things.”

“I love chicken salad,” he said, and ate more than half of the sandwich in two bites.

“Mm, good,” he managed with his mouth full.

Gretchen giggled and wiped his mouth with her napkin. That just got her another sloppy wet kiss she absolutely loved. Shit, there was that word again.

Love.

It made her nervous and gooey inside. A bundle of anxiety if she were being truthful. Did mates love each other? Was that a thing for Shifters? There was so much she did not know.

After they’d finished eating, she handed him a tall glass of water with a slice of lemon floating on top. Reg winked at her and tipped it to his lips. She sighed, marveling at how he drank the entire thing in one sip.

My oh my, she loved a man with a big appetite.

Okay. Truth time. She lovedthis manand all of his appetites. She just hadn’t told him yet. Being his mate was fine and good. Hell, more than that. It was better than she had ever expected, but he never said a thing about love.

Her heart squeezed at the thought that he could grow tired of her one day. After all, even if Uncle Uzzi and Elissa were telling the truth when they’d said a mate was the epitome of devotion, neither of them mentioned love either. Not really anyway.

Men were men, regardless of the species. But Gretchen was a hopeless romantic. Fuck, she wished it were true. Wished he could love her even a little bit. She turned her head so he wouldn’t see her frown. Smiling at him when he took her hand.

The second he touched her, she pushed those negative thoughts aside. Whatever this was, and for however long it lasted, she was going to enjoy it.

Gretchen allowed Reg to steal her from her seat. She even giggled as his hands sought her skin beneath her shirt at her waist. He was extremely touchy feely, and she loved that about him. Loved it even more when he sat her down on his lap.

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