Rae, Beverly - Chasing Cally [Night Runner Werewolves 2] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Special Edition)

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Authors: Beverly Rae
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    Cally inclined her head toward the men. “Uh, I had fun. Maybe I’ll see you guys at the club again?”
    “You can count on it. Right, Max?” Nick elbowed Max. “Why don’t you walk Cally to her car while the rest of us help Roxy straighten up?”
    “Straighten up? We didn’t really make much of a mess. So I don’t think—” Awareness struck Roxy, who shut her mouth faster than a trap over a mouse. “Oh, yeah. Sure. How about everyone grab a bottle or two to dump in the recycle bin?” She winked at Cally, then at Max. “Goodnight. I hope we see you again real soon.”
    Roxy and the other men moved away, leaving Max alone with Cally. Feeling like a schoolboy on his first date, he opened the door for her. She stepped into the darkness, the sweltering weather giving off a mere fraction of the heat the lust-filled fire burning in his abdomen gave him. He followed her, picking up his pace so he could walk beside her.
    “Kind of a strange night, huh?” He grimaced and hoped she wouldn’t take his question the wrong way.
    “Yeah. Kind of.” She hurried to her car then beeped the locks open. “Listen, I hope you don’t think I do this kind of thing all the time. Or that it’s a regular thing with the girls at Sadie’s.”
    Her oval face shone like a pretty moon in the darkness. Long eyelashes highlighted her beautiful eyes while the slight warm breeze floated her hair around her head like a halo around an angel.
    “Of course I don’t. Sometimes a person just has to listen to their gut and go with what feels right. This felt right to you, didn’t it?” Damn, please let her say yes.
    Her pink mouth called to him and it took everything in his power to keep from kissing her. But he had to hear her answer first.
    “Yeah, it did. Especially…” She let her sentence trail off.
    Especially what? Especially since I was part of it? He wanted to ask but didn’t want to push. Take your time. Don’t scare her off.
    “Would you like me to see you home?”
    She seemed startled at his question. “Oh. Uh, no thanks. I’m good. In fact, I’d better be getting on.”
    She put her hands on his shoulders and he almost lost control. But throwing her to the ground wouldn’t work. Not yet, anyway. Instead, he stood still and waited.
    Her kiss, so different than any he’d ever had, brushed his lips. He clenched his fists, holding back his urge to grab the back of her neck and crush his mouth to hers. Yet when her tongue skimmed between his lips, he couldn’t restrain himself any more than he could’ve kept the moon from rising.
    Taking her by the neck, he wrapped his arm around her waist and brought her to him. The kiss was hard, needy, and, for a moment, he feared he was too rough. But his worry faded when she kissed him back with equal fervor. She took hold of the loops in his jeans and yanked him against her.
    Their tongues mingled as he drank in her taste. She was sweet and spicy at the same time, reminding him of the night wind against his wolf face as the pack raced under a moonlit sky. She moaned, and he answered with one of his.
    She’s the one. My mate. My forever.
    Her palms pushing against his chest brought him back to the here and now. “Thanks again for saving me from that jerk earlier, but I really do have to go.”
    I’ll always be there for you. Now and until I die . “It’s okay. Maybe we can get together another night?” He could already envision her as part of the pack, a Night Runner keeping stride beside him as they ran over the plains.
    “Maybe.” She kissed him again, this time a mere peck on his cheek, then slid into her car. He stepped back as she revved the motor and pulled out of the driveway, leaving a cloud of gravel dust behind.
    He sensed William’s approach sooner than he heard his footsteps.
    “What happened?”
    “Like she said. She had to get home.” Max peered into the darkness, watching until he could no longer see the red glow of her car’s taillights. I’ll see

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