Read on... I'm going to have to write their story, won't I?
The scent in the air caught him unawares, made his chest tighten in unwanted emotion.
Mandy. Always fucking Mandy. What did he have to do to get her out of his system? There was no way on earth she ought to be here.
Fuck, what was she wearing?
That bloody goose was going to be the death of him. His bear rose to the surface with a roar to shake the foundations of the barn and Hamilton froze mid-clapping the dancers.
The fucker who had his hands all over what was his had the good sense to freeze when Hamilton pushed to his feet. Nostrils flaring, he advanced, not caring about the sight he made. Not giving one shit about the rules which meant he couldn’t, shouldn’t show his true self here. Too many fucking humans, and one of them had his bird on his lap.
The possessive animal in him wanted to march over there and rip out that clueless human’s throat. He grasped hold of Mandy’s instead.
Her heartbeat thundered under his fingertips and he gentled his hold when she gasped.
“Hamilton, I didn’t think…”
His bear’s growl made the remaining humans flee.
“You never do, little bird.”
Hope you enjoyed my tease today.
Do stay naughty!