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did complain about was that they had been away from their mate. So, he sought her out, finally finding her fixing the hat on one of the decorative scarecrows by the refreshment tables.
Sidling up behind her, he placed his hands on her waist. She barely reacted, though he could feel her vixen yipping in happiness. His bear, too, replied with a growl of pleasure.
“So,” he said, leaning down to her ear. “I leave you alone for five minutes, and you’re already messing around with another guy.”
Turning on her heel, she raised a brow at him. “At least this guy doesn’t try to feel me up every chance he gets.”
“You like it when I feel you up.” To prove a point, he moved his hand lower, down to her luscious ass and squeezed. “Hmmm … I can’t wait to get you alone tonight.”
She pressed up against him, then slipped her hand over the bulge now growing in his crotch. “Why wait?”
“Oh, you’re in trouble, missy.”
She stifled a laugh as he grabbed her hand and tugged her toward the door that led into the main building of the Blackstone Ranger’s headquarters. As soon as they were alone, he caught her mouth in a kiss and pressed her up against the wall. She melted into him, molding her sweet body against his and rubbing against him until he could smell her arousal. “Krieger,” she moaned. “What if someone comes in?”
He growled, but pulled away from her. He needed to be alone with her. Now. “C’mon.” He put a hand around her shoulder.
“Where are we going?” she asked as they shuffled along the darkened hallway.
“I know a place we can be alone.”
“Where?”
He grinned at her. “Damon’s office.”
“Dam—oh!” Her blue eyes sparkled. “Lead the way then.”
The chief’s office was the perfect place for a secret rendezvous as it was located on the far end of the building and had a great view of the mountains. The thought of bending her over that big desk was enough to make his cock twitch painfully.
When they got to the door at the end of the hall, he hurriedly pushed her inside, his arousal in such full force that he didn’t realize the office wasn’t empty.
Lusty shrieks, moans and grunts greeted them as they stumbled inside, as well as two very naked figures currently using the desk as their own personal sex furniture.
Dutchy’s face was that of pure horror. “Not again!”
“Fuck!” He didn’t expect Damon and Anna Victoria would have the same idea as them. Goddamned Damon has this office every other fucking day of the year, and he had to feel frisky now?
The pants and groans, however, didn’t sound like the chief and his wife. His vision focused on the copulating couple on the desk. Though he couldn’t see the man’s face, the woman’s was turned to them. Krieger’s brain once again short-circuited when he recognized who it was.
J.D.’s light hazel eyes snapped open. “Oh my God!” she shrieked when she saw them.
Both of them stood still, unable to move. To his credit, J.D.’s partner didn’t seem to mind the audience as he continued on.
“You’re still here?” she exclaimed between the vigorous thrusting. “Were you raised in a barn? Get out!” Something sailed their way—a stapler probably—and he had to stand in front of Dutchy so it hit him in the chest instead of her.
“Sorry!” Dutchy waved, then grabbed him by the waist and pulled them both away. The door closed loudly behind them, though the faint sounds of the passionate couple were still audible to their shifter ears. “Oh my God, was that really … did we really …”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” he said with a grimace. He wondered how many beers he’d need to erase this particular memory. “C’mon, I know a better place.”
Krieger found the staircase up to the second floor of the building, then the doorway that led to a spiral staircase that led up to the rooftop. “Careful,” he said, then took her hand to guide her across. On this side of the building, they had a clear view of the skies over the mountains where twilight was slowly creeping in from the distance.
“How did you know about this place?” she asked.
“Well,” he scratched his head. “Damon, Gabriel, Daniel, Anders, and me used to sneak up here to drink and hang out past curfew.” Since he didn’t like going into town on their days off from training, the guys didn’t want him to feel left out, so they would sneak him in some beer, and they would come up here to drink and talk and shoot the shit. Well, they did anyway. He was happy to sit back and listen as he watched the stars.
“It’s lovely here.” She let out a little shiver, and so he sidled up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.
“Better?”
“Mm-hmm,” she said, leaning into him.
They stood there for what seemed like the longest time, watching the day turn into night, the dark-blue sky glittering with stars.
His bear rumbled with real happiness, something he hadn’t felt in a long time. Change didn’t happen overnight. He still had a lot of work to do on himself. But in this moment, feeling Dutchy’s love and trust through their mate bond, he knew he could continue on this journey without fear or doubt.
Spinning her around, he kissed her soundly on the lips, pushing his own emotions of love into the bond back to her. His heart thudded in his chest and then a thought came into his head. This was it. The right time.
“What are you thinking of?” she asked saucily when she pulled away. “When you should be thinking of only one thing when you’re kissing me?”
“I’m thinking that I love you,” he said. “And I don’t want to wait any longer.”
“For what?”
Getting down on one knee, he took her hand in his, making her gasp. “I was trying to find the best time to do this. But, well … the best time was after that snowstorm, but I can’t change what happened in the past. However, the second-best time is now.”
Her eyes glittered with tears. “John …”
“I have the ring waiting for you back in Minnesota. Mom and Grandma will be disappointed I’m doing this without them, but maybe we can stage something to keep them happy.”
She chuckled through her tears and nodded.
“So … Duchess Marie Forrester … can I be your husband?”
“John … oh, John, yes!”
He whooped and stood up, then hoisted her up into his arms. “I love you, mate.” Soon to be wife.
“I love you too.”
They stayed there for a while longer, enjoying the peace and silence, only the sounds of the Thanksgiving party in full swing below them drifting up to where they stood, entwined in each other’s arms, and the stars twinkling overhead as they watched from the heavens.
Dear Reader,
I can’t believe it myself that this story is done!
But the series isn’t over yet. There’s one more book left and I’m sure you all are dying to know who it’s about.
Hopefully you’ve been nice this year, but even if you’ve been naughty (and don’t we all love to be naughty?), you can still read the next book.
Blackstone Ranger Scrooge!
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