Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Catherine Lievens
Word Count :37159
Publication Date :2015-04-13
Series : Whitedell Pride#9
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- Product Code: 978-1-4874-0294-5
Sometimes something good can come out of the worst situation.
Someone is stalking Andrew. When he finds out the man has entered his home, he asks his friend Dominic for help, hoping that having the Alpha on his side will discourage the stalker.
Soren isn’t particularly happy when Dominic assigns him as Andrew’s bodyguard—that is until he finds out the man is his mate. Andrew has a boyfriend, though, and a stalker.
The two start a relationship, but the stalker is always there, hovering in the dark and convinced Andrew is his mate. What will happen when he finally gets to Andrew? Will Soren be able to get to him in time? Or will Andrew have to save himself?
Soren heard the door open, so he sat down into Andrew's leather chair and pulled his feet up on the desk, trying his best to look relaxed. He wasn't, but he wanted to take Andrew's mind off the stalker, and it seemed that teasing him worked.
The look on Andrew's face was enough to tell him he was doing the right thing. Sure, he looked like his head was about to explode when he saw Soren there, but Soren saw the tiny smile on Andrew's lips before he schooled his expression and started scolding him.
"Take your feet off my desk! What are you, an animal? And how did you get out of the house?"
Soren threw him the paper bag containing his breakfast before getting up and walking to him. Andrew caught the thing and opened it, his eyes vulnerable for a few seconds. "No need to thank me."
"I wouldn't dream of it. It's the least you can do after sleeping in my bed and eating my food." Oooh, snarky. Their banter might seem harsh to someone who listened to them, but Soren could see the small smiles and the shining in Andrew's eyes. They were both having fun.
"Well, Andy, if I hadn't had to come and save your ass in the middle of the night, I wouldn't have had to sleep in your bed and eat your food, now, would I?"
Andrew's eyes were shooting daggers, but he really had nothing to answer to that, so Soren just settled on the couch in the corner. Andrew started eating, and it pleased Soren's tiger to see that they could provide for their mate. This was only the first step, of course. The next one would be finding the stalker, but Soren wasn't sure of what he could do to achieve that. He had to stay with Andrew, so maybe he was going to end up face to face with the stalker, but someone also had to actively look for him. Maybe Isaiah could find something.
"I have an appointment in about ten minutes, so you should go." Andrew tried to be hard, but there was no heat in his voice. Yup, the mating bond was already at work.
"I'll be sitting in the entrance, so if you need anything, just holler."
Andrew stood up and threw away his waste before narrowing his eyes at Soren since he still wasn't moving. "Go on then."
Soren made a show of standing up and stretching, smiling when he saw Andrew's eyes latch on the strip of skin he had exposed between his t-shirt and his pants. Of course the man quickly looked away, but it was enough to make Soren happy, even if Andrew was already scowling at him again.
Just then someone knocked on the door and Claire, Andrew's secretary, poked her head into the office. Her eyes widened a bit when she saw that Andrew was not alone, but she didn't comment. "Sir, your first appointment is here."
"Let him in, Claire." Andrew walked to the door and held it open for Soren, so he strode to it, but before getting out he leaned into his mate and took a good whiff of his spicy scent. Soren let his breath bathe Andrew's ear.
He saw him shiver and couldn't resist planting a kiss onto Andrew's skin, just under his ear. "I'll see you after your appointment, mate."
Soren walked outside, leaving a stunned Andrew hanging onto the handle of the door.