by Bethany Shaw
Lark parked in front of the manor and got out. She grabbed the three boxes of leftovers and headed to the door. She stopped in her tracks as the door opened and an unfamiliar guy stepped out.
“Hi,” Lark said, biting her lower lip, taking in the man before her. He was beyond handsome with thick, sandy blonde hair, and the perfect amount of scruff adorning his set jaw. The way his shirt clung to his chest had her imagination roaming.
“Hey,” he said, after a long moment. His hazel eyes lingered on her face, causing her to squirm uneasily. Most guys gave her the onceover. Once they noticed her other assets their eyes never made it back to her face. But his eyes had yet to stray.
“Um, I’m looking for Rick, and my sister, Sarah? You must be new here?” She snapped out of her daze and offered her hand to him. “I’m Lark Davies.” As she held out her hand she wondered if they’d met before. He seemed familiar. Surely she would have remembered meeting him.
He looked at her hand for a moment before extending his hand to her. “Devon Harris,” he said, his eyes flicking up to meet hers.
Lark stifled a gasp as his warm hand took hers, and a volt of heat swept through her. Her heart beat rapidly, drumming in her ears.
“It’s nice to meet you. I own the bakery in town. Rick and my father were close friends. He’s done a lot for Sarah and I since my parents passed. I know how much you guys eat, which is why I bring all the leftovers here for you guys,” she rushed, even though he hadn’t asked. He had caught her off guard; this place had become a second home to her the past few years. She usually kept her nervous rambling tendencies under wraps, but now she was blubbering like a fool in front of this stranger.
There was a dangerous aura about him, yet, instead of being threatening, it added intrigue. Something about him turned her on in a way she hadn’t ever been before.
Knowing what the Harris family was, it would be safe to assume Devon was a werewolf too. It would explain the way he carried himself. Yet, she couldn’t shake the feeling that they’d met before. There was something about his eyes.
“Rick’s inside,” Devon said, taking a step forward. The bright white of the porch light illuminated him better as he stood under it. His eyes met hers. He shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans, shifting on his feet. The heat of his gaze seared her to the core.
“Right, well, it was nice to meet you.” She chewed on her lower lip, and forced even breaths in. Why did he have such an effect on her? Why did she have the feeling they’d met before?
“Have a good night,” Devon said, stepping off the porch and walking toward the horse barn.
Blinking, she forced her feet to move forward towards the house, while chastising herself for acting like a silly schoolgirl.
The last thing she needed was a relationship. With a business and a little sister to care for, there was already enough on her plate. Willing herself not to look back, Lark strode to the front door and let herself in.
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About the Author
Bethany Shaw lives in Ohio with her husband and two kids. Writing has always been her passion and she loves sharing her stories with readers. When she isn't writing, she is spending time with her family enjoying bike rides, bowling, and board games.
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Also by Bethany Shaw
A Hunted Novel
Purr-fect Match
Sanctuary
Off Limits
A Times Journey Novel
Vanished
Lost
A Times Journey Box Set
Homecoming
Wayward Wolves
In the Arms of an Enemy
On the Run
Bitten
Midnight Run
Healing Christmas
Werewolf Wars
Out of the Shadows
Into the Unknown
Finding Our Way
Lost and Found
Forbidden Hope
The Werewolf Wars Complete Series
Standalone
Rescued by the Bear
Watch for more at Bethany Shaw’s site.
