Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Zenina Masters
Word Count :17419
Publication Date :2013-04-23
Series : Shifting Crossroads#7
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- Product Code: 978-1-77111-644-2
After ten years a cheetah meets her first crush at the Crossroads, and when she mounts the stallion, sparks fly and everything happens fast.
Rayna is a cheetah raised by otters. She got a free pass to the Crossroads, courtesy of her deceased parents. Tired of trying to find a cheetah or any other shifter that could wake her senses, she begins to work through the mate-seeking candidates at the Crossroads. If she couldn’t have her schoolgirl crush, she would have to make do.
Born to a steadfast horse-shifter family, Gregory was in love with Rayna, but an interception of an assignation note and their lives veered in two different directions. Now, he is at the Crossroads and more than his spirits rise when he sees the love of his life and knows that the timing is finally perfect.
She rocked against the fifteenth man in seven days. The music was just loud enough to send a beat through the room and yet moderate enough to allow conversation.
Rayna sighed, and when the music ended, she removed the wolf's hands from her ass, and she parted ways with him. "Sorry, hon. Not my type."
He grabbed her arm. "You are if I say you are."
She growled low, popped her claws on her right hand and pressed them to his neck. "Take it as a nice rejection. I can make it nasty if I have to. I am looking for a forever mate, not a lay. Look for the same. You don't want a woman you can bully into bed. You want someone who wants to be there."
He blinked and nodded. "May you find what you seek."
She bowed her head and backed away, returning to the bar where Chuck had her drink ready. "Nothing new tonight, Chuck."
"You are looking a little frazzled, Rayna."
"I am feeling frazzled, Chuck. How is Ivy tonight?"
He glanced into the corner where his mate was frantically scribbling. "She is having a productive night so I don't exist."
"Well, you two did field test the female battle armour yesterday. She was mighty uncomfortable, but she was able to move enough to stop you from clocking that panther."
"I really thought he would go for you."
"He and I had attraction but no connection. I am attractive to many males, but I wouldn't want to bind myself to them for life." She shrugged. She had dark gold hair that tumbled down her back in a sexy wave, thick lashes, dark gold eyes and a mouth with a natural pout. She knew she was attractive; she just wanted a mate who could see past her body.
A male settled on the bar stool next to her. "You always were too particular, Baker."
She knew that voice. That voice haunted her dreams and left her with her heart pounding and her sex wet. "Fancy words, Daywell. You are here as well, and you are two years older than me."