without interference. And he did. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and she returned the gesture. Growling into her mouth, he cupped her face, wanting to lift her off her feet and ravish her mouth, her body, everything about her.
There was cursing in Spanish, and the next he knew he was being thrust back away from Maggie. Maria stood between them, a shocked look on her face as she spun and touched her friend.
“Maggie?” she asked. “What the hell was that?”
Maggie touched her lips gingerly, looking as dazed as Kennard felt. “A kiss.”
“You do not know that man. You do not kiss men you do not know,” Maria countered, every word punctuated as if to drive the point home harder.
Kennard liked knowing his woman didn’t just go around kissing strangers.
My woman?
He tensed and glanced over his shoulder at his cousins. He lowered his sunglasses and Cillian shook his head quickly, pointing to his own eyes to warn Kennard his were not human yet.
Shit.
Maria continued to curse in Spanish, and even Kennard was surprised at just how foul-mouthed the woman could be. Liam’s laughter grounded him and he got his bearings and cleared his throat. He pulled a twenty out and went to the counter, setting it next to the mug of tea Maggie had made him.
“Thank you for the tea,” he said, his voice deeper than normal because of the near shift. He wasted no time and didn’t dare look back as he rushed for the door, his cousins hot on his heels. He felt Maggie’s confusion reaching out to him, her hurt, and knew he was the cause.
Why had he done that?
How had he lost control so fast?
And why the fuck was his cock still hard as a rock?
“Shit,” he spat as he made it out and into the street.
Cillian jogged up alongside him. “What was that back there?”
“Kennard mystically wrote his name on the redhead. Might as well have written ‘my toy’ as big as possible on the lass,” said Liam, shaking his head. “And to think you two are always worried about what stunt I’ll pull in public. Ha. I’ve never done that.”
Cillian caught Kennard’s arm and tugged him to a stop. “What happened?”
“I do nae know,” he admitted softly, shaking his head. He finally gained the courage to look back at the coffee shop, and the first thing he spotted was Maggie at the door, looking out at him, bewilderment coating her face. The second was a skinny, pale human male, glaring at him from the patio area. The man should not have been paying them any mind. The fact that he was was troubling, but Kennard was in no condition mentally to think harder upon the matter.
“We should get food in him,” said Cillian to Liam. “He probably just needs food and rest. We pushed hard. Rest will do us all guid.”
He didn’t need rest and they all knew it, but none voiced it. Kennard knew his control was shaky around the female, and staying close to her until he figured it out could expose magik to humans and, more so, could leave them seeing him shift into a wolf.
Big no-no in the supernatural world.
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“ W hat was that ?” asked Maria as Maggie pulled herself from the door to her shop. She glanced nervously around, expecting to be greeted by judgmental gazes of the patrons.
No one was paying any attention to her or what had just happened in front of them all. Confused, she looked at her friend. “You saw him kiss me, right? I didn’t finally really lose my mind, did I?”
Maria put a hand on her hip. “Oh, I saw him kiss you all right. You’re lucky you didn’t see me stick my size nine right up his Scottish ass.”
Maggie touched her throat, nervous and excited all at once. A small laugh bubbled up from her and she met her best friend’s hard gaze. “Holy crap, I got swept off my feet by a guy worthy of a romance novel hero.”
Maria’s hard expression softened until she laughed too. “I half thought he might actually pick you up for a second there. I think he considered it too.”
Maggie took a deep