Chapter 04
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HUGHES
D estiny is trying to give me a chance. She tried to run away. From me? From the situation? But the car isn’t picking up. It gives me enough time to reach her, holding on to the car just in case she tries to escape me again.
My mouth moves, but no sound comes. I don’t know what to say. How to say it.
She’s my mate and I’ve been looking for her for ages. So young. So beautiful and pure. Heidi presses her forehead to the stirring wheel, hiding from me. I want to reach out and rope her strands between my fingers, but I keep it in check. Keep it inside.
My fox runs in circles inside me, crazed, fascinated. We’ve waited fifty years, and she’s finally here.
Patience running thin, I release a breath and try again. “Are you all right?”
She tilts her head, and one of her bright eyes peeks from between strands of hair. “I am so, so sorry.”
“About what?” For a moment, she gets me confused there.
“The tea.” She sits back, meeting my eyes. Her face has acquired a beautiful pink color. The flush makes me imagine her flustered, gasping, spread. Ready for my taking. Ripe for mating. I wonder about the color of her pussy, and how it will taste when I run my tongue between her folds.
The image shoots straight to my cock, and it hardens further, swells inside my pants. It’s been pulsing ever since I smelled her. Harder still when she covered the two of us in tea, her shirt clinging to her wet body, the puckered knots of her nipples peeking from beneath the cloth.
Fuck. I have never seen a more tempting image than that.
“Never mind about that,” I tell her. In fact, I should be thanking her for spilling tea on her mouth-watering tits, but I’ll keep that to myself for the time being. She seems skittish, easily scared off, and I’m not about to let my mate run when I’ve just found her. “Why don’t you come back in? Finish your breakfast. Let me buy you a fresh cup of tea.”
She cocks a brow and looks around us. Looking for something I cannot quite know what. “Why?”
“Well, I was standing too close. I’m to blame you bumped into me.”
“Nonsense.” She shakes her head, hands relaxing and dropping from the wheel. Her tight nipples draw my gaze and I have to keep myself from staring. “I’m the one to blame. I was supposed to find you a new shirt if anything.” Her gaze meets mine, but she looks away.
If she feels so ashamed, I can use this to my advantage. “Very well. Then pay me back by having breakfast with me.”
Once more, her brow cocks, and now her upper lip curls in doubt. “Again. Why?”
Because you’re my mate? Because I want to fuck the hell out of this sweet pussy, make you scream and fill your cunt with my seed?
“I would appreciate the company.”
“My company?”
“Why is it so hard to believe?”
She chuckles, but it’s breathless and wavering. Her gaze locks on something on the street. “Well, because no one feels this way toward me. Why would a stranger, and a stranger who looks like you,” she looks back at me, “want to do this?”
I’m taking that as a compliment. But by complimenting me, she’s insulting herself. As if she doesn’t know she’s the hottest woman ever put on the planet. Someone with the power to make me come in my pants with mere words.
“Because you’re gorgeous.”
Heidi locks her gaze with mine, and she blinks. Several freaking times. Silence stretches between us as I try to memorize every inch of her face and the way her muscles shift, trying to guess what every expression means.
Finally, she laughs. “Right.”
She doesn’t believe me. “You are.”
Heidi nods, her shoulders uncoiling as she turns back to the car. She flips the key and this time, it turns on. “It’s okay, stranger. You don’t need to try to flatter me. I’m old enough to know I don’t look exactly pretty.”
Reaching out, I touch her arm. A jolt of electricity courses through me, and the place we touch feels on fire. Ablaze. Heidi snaps her head to me, both her brows shooting up. That’s how I know she feels it too.
“I think you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. That’s why I’m insisting.” Clearing my throat, I force myself to pry my hand from her. “And my name’s Scott Hughes. You can call me either Scott or Hughes, or whatever you want to call me. Just don’t go.”
Her gaze shoots between her arm, where I was touching her, to my face. Heidi seems to consider my words before she smiles. “Good to meet you, Hughes. I’m Heidi.”
“Come have breakfast with me,” I ask, willing her to see the truth inside me. That we’re meant to be together. That this chase is useless.
“Thanks.” She shrugs. “But I have to go. Goodbye,” she says with finality, facing the street and driving off.
My heart weighs a ton inside my chest, and there’s the happiness of finding my mate clashing with the feeling of loss. My fox tells me to shift and run after her, but I would never do this in the light of the day.
My woman’s been hurt. By life. By family or friends. I don’t know. All that matters is that I have to find her, and I must take it slow. Convince her. Woo her. Make her see we’re perfect for one another. The connection is there, the tug screams at me. But I’ll have to be patient if I want to have her.
And I want her forever.