plopped down on one and Jackson followed, his eyes glued to that plush ass of hers. When she sat down, he hesitated for a moment before sitting down next to her. He could see the surprised arch of her eyebrows, as it wasn’t usual for him to sit on the same couch as her. Instead, he tended to land in a big recliner and commence with an evening of reading, until she would eventually distract him with conversation and draw his attention to her. Of course, every time he pretended to read, he barely got through a few pages over the course of several hours. His mind kept going to weird and wonderful places, imagining how they could live together in the cottage, how he’d have to expand it to make room for the cubs, what kind of mother she would be and so on, until his consciousness was full of nothing but Tess. And to his surprise, he loved the feeling of being so entirely smitten with someone. For a withdrawn, silent man, he found himself surprisingly giddy around her, even if he didn’t dare show it much yet.
Screw it. You can’t let her get away. Just open up to her.
“So, tell me about yourself,” Jackson said, surprising Tess once again with his newfound openness. “How did you end up in California? Family there?” he asked, throwing one arm across the backrest and angling himself towards her a bit. Her smell was clogging all of his logical thought processes and there was nothing left but to throw himself at the mercy of his instincts. Luckily, the combination of his human and bear halves had never lead him astray; but then again, he had never tried to tempt a mate before.
“Oh, I’m from Wyoming, actually!” Tess said, and Jackson gulped down a breath, watching the curve of her lips as she spoke. “Born and raised. I always loved the outdoors. I spent most of my youth hiking and camping with my family and it just kind of stuck. Then, when it was time to go off to college, I was sure I was going to become a lawyer. But, on the very last day of confirming my enrollments, I changed my mind. I decided to get a degree in Animal Conservation instead, and the rest, as they say, is history.” She took a sip of her wine, and the sight of the liquid disappearing behind her lips was pure agony. The image of her tongue sliding against his and their lips mashing together was so clear in his mind that his skin tingled at the thought of it.
“What changed your mind?” he asked, enjoying the slight blush that was tinting her cheeks. He could see that her breathing was getting a bit faster and shorter as they talked – perhaps the physical closeness was having the same effect on her as it had on him.
Tess hung her head for a moment, grinning to herself.
“Well, it’s really silly, actually. My dad took me for one last camping trip at our favorite forest. It had been a long day of hiking when we finally set up camp. Dad went off to look for some firewood and I took a walk to a nearby stream to get some fresh water. Before I could step out of the shade, I saw a big mama grizzly walk upstream with her two cubs in tow.” She looked up at him and Jackson could feel his stomach twisting into knots. His bear was already pleased with her, and every word she said just made him more elated.
“She was so majestic. Huge, obviously, but that wasn’t all there was to it. She kept looking around, keeping an eye out for any danger – the perfect picture of motherly love – while her cubs tumbled around and played in the shallow water. There was just something about her at that time and place that made me fall in love with the power and the restraint of bears, especially grizzlies. I wanted to know more about them, and so I changed my major. My father didn’t mind. In fact, he encouraged me to do what I loved and I couldn’t be more thankful for that.”
She positively beamed as she told the story, her eyes taking on a tint of softness that he could drown in. Slowly, he nodded, wanting her to keep talking.