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Sheltering Abby |
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Bonnie Rose Leigh |
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Ben watched Abby approach their table, determination and maybe even
a bit of wariness in her gaze.
What do you
think she’s up to, Trevor?
I’m not sure, but it
looks like we’re about to find out.
Ben and Trevor both stood as she approached, showing the respect
she deserved, all woman deserved. They were raised believing that
females were strong, independent and could carry their own weight
and more, but that didn’t mean they didn’t enjoy and deserve to be
cherished for just those things. Their mother had drummed into them
that once they found their mate, not to forget to show her they
wanted her for more than just sex. Though she was the first to admit
to them that lovemaking would most definitely be on their mind once
the mating heat began.
Ben
could certainly agree because at his first glimpse of Abby when her
scent wrapped around his balls, his mind had centered on how quickly
he could get her in his bed. The last three months were a living
hell, but he wanted her for more than that and both he and Trevor
were determined to prove it to her. Soon.
When she stopped directly at their table, she looked from him to
his brother, then glanced back at the table she’d been sitting at
just moments ago. Several tables were being pushed together and Zoe
Daniels stood while her mates,
Conn and Marcel, each held one of the twins as they waited for
everything to be set up.
Not
willing to just stand there staring at her like an idiot, Ben tilted
his head toward the other end of the diner. “What’s up, Abby?”
“I’d like to talk to you and Trevor…and the others about
something. Afterward, if you’re willing, I’d like to talk to the two
of you privately.”
Trevor reached out and gave her shoulder a squeeze. “What’s
going on, Abigail?”
Abby shook her head. “I’d like to tell you all at once, if
that’s okay.”
Tucking his hands in his pockets to keep himself from reaching
out and running a finger along her cheek like he itched to do, Ben
nodded. “Sure, no problem.”
After looking them both up and down and giving them a wink, Abby
turned her back and headed toward the combined tables, her ass
sashaying back and forth, leaving them to follow her if they wanted.
“Did she just do what I thought she did, Ben?”
“I’m sure she did. So the kitten isn’t afraid of her shadow when
it comes to us. She’s just been playing with her prey.”
“It
looks like it, little brother, looks like it. What say we hurry on
over and see just what she has on her mind?”
Ben
couldn’t agree more. He quickly grabbed up his uniform jacket and
followed her and Trevor toward the others. He couldn’t help but feel
that his future plans depended on what Abby wanted to tell them.
By
the time the threesome reached the tables, everyone else was already
seated, leaving three seats placed closely together. Ben looked to
Gloria and smiled his thanks. One of his best friends, almost
another mother to he and Trevor, she knew how desperately the pair
wanted Abby and how hard it had been to give her time to get to know
the town and them as individuals.
Gloria looked up at Abby, her eyes twinkling with mirth. “Mama
said to tell you that she’s making you a special cake in the kitchen
and that I can fill her in later about what’s going on.”
Abby nodded, then picked the empty middle chair to sit, leaving
the brothers to flank her. Trevor looked over her head to Ben, his
brow lifted in question. Do you think this means what I hope this
means?
Abby snorted. “Oh for cripes sake, will you two stop talking to
each other and sit your asses down. I have some things to say and
you’re wasting my time. Time that could be put to better use later.”
Ben’s throat when dry and his cock jerked in his pants. “You
just can’t say crap like that and expect a guy to think afterward,
Abby,” he said, but he and Trevor quickly pulled out their chairs
and took a seat, waiting for her to take the lead in this little
game of hers.
Abby turned her warm brown gaze on him and laughed outright.
Then she said something that completely surprised him. “It’s not a
game. And if it were, I know you and Trevor would take the lead. I
have some things to tell you, some things to admit about myself and
some things to warn you all about.”
Her
gaze left his and searched all the others seated at the table. He
mimicked her, trying to see what she hunted for in each of them,
what sign she needed to see to go on with the reason she gathered
them all together. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Trevor
doing the same.
Seconds passed, then eventually the rigid tension in Abby’s
shoulders lessened just a bit. “I have been hiding things, things
about my past, things I’m sometimes ashamed of, things I’m usually
proud of.” “Why, Abby, girl? You had to know we wouldn’t have judged
you, no matter what you might tell us.”
“I
know, Gloria, but Serenity called to me, gave me my first sense of
homecoming I’d ever experienced. I didn’t want to lose it and
someone like me, the things I’ve had to do to survive, I might not
be welcome here once you hear what I have to say.”
Hearing the wariness in her voice, Ben reached for her right
hand with his left while Trevor ran his right hand over the back of
her head in long smooth strokes, soothing her as he would a
fractious cub. She leaned into their touch for just a moment,
allowing her pleasure to show before pulling back into herself.
Zoe
reached across the table and took Abby’s hand in hers. “Tell us what
you need. We promise to listen to everything before making any
decisions. How does that sound?”
Ben
could have leaned forward and kissed Zoe for offering Abby comfort,
but then
Conn and Marcel would deck him. No one kissed another’s mate unless
it was agreed on beforehand.
“Fine. But if you want me to leave afterward, I won’t put up a
fight about it.”
Ben
gave Abby’s hand a squeeze before taking her chin in his other hand,
forcing her to meet his gaze. “Nothing you have to say will make
Trevor or I turn you away, Abby. You belong here in Serenity and
with us. Don’t forget that while you’re busy confessing your
secrets.”
When Abby licked her lips and slowly nodded, his dick jerked
behind his zipper. By the Gods and Goddesses, he needed to have her
soon before he came in his pants like a virgin seeing his first pair
of naked breasts up close and personal.
Through their bond, he could feel Trevor’s desire ratchet up a
notch at the verbal claim he’d made and Abby’s lack of denial.
“Go ahead,” Trevor murmured. “No one is going anywhere. What
possible secret could you have that you think we’ll run you out of
town because of it?”
Nodding, Abby took a deep breath, then lifted her head
defiantly. “I’m a...
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