had been born a mortal, but through a little known spell, she was now a werewolf as he was. And she was the only one who looked so very much like Alicia. That Roxie had even inherited some of Alicia's memories, had caused him at one time to think Roxie was Alicia reincarnated, but Roxie had soon disabused him of that notion. She had already found her mate in the form of Beowulf, the one he had chosen to take his place as pack leader. It seemed only fitting that their two families be joined.
Picking up the cup that sat on the table next to the newspaper, Royce took a sip and then grimaced. The coffee was cold. He was about to get up and pour himself another cup of coffee when his doorbell rang. Royce looked over at the clock on the wall. It was just after four in the afternoon. He had to wonder who it could be. He wasn't expecting anyone.
The doorbell rang again. Obviously whoever was at his door wasn't going to be so easily put off. Pushing back the kitchen chair he sat on, Royce got up and headed for the front door before the person could ring the bell for a third time.
All prepared to send whomever it was away, Royce yanked open the front door. Seeing who it was standing on his front porch had the wolf inside him fighting to have control. Ruthlessly, Royce pushed the wolf back.
"Billie, what are you doing here?"
"Nice to see you again as well, Royce," Billie said with a smile. "I thought I'd drop by and see if you'd had a change of heart since last night."
"How did you find out where I lived?"
"The telephone book?"
"I'm not listed in the telephone book."
"Oh, well, I have my ways. Are you going to invite me in or what?"
"I don't think that would be a good idea."
Actually, he knew that wouldn't be a good idea. Royce didn't know if he could trust himself to keep his hands off her now that she was here in person. He felt as if he was a bomb ready to go off at any moment. Billie's scent was doing a real number on him. For starters, the semi-erection he had been sporting for most of the day was now fully erect. Images of pulling Billie into the house as he dragged her to the floor and sheathed his aching cock inside her moist heat had him clenching his teeth together.
"I promise I won't stay long if you're busy. I thought we could get to know each other a little better before you decide you don't want me around."
While Billie spoke, she moved closer to Royce. Not wanting their bodies to come in contact, knowing if they did it would have the same reaction as fire being set to tinder, Royce stepped back. Billie kept crowding him with her body until she had him back inside the house. Royce didn't realize what she had done until she closed the front door behind her.
Hoping to take control of the situation, Royce stood up straighter and gave Billie a stern look. "Now that you've managed to get yourself inside my house I suppose you can stay for a few minutes. I have coffee if you'd like some." He didn't wait for her reply as he headed back to the kitchen. He heard Billie following behind him.
Royce got a clean mug out of the cupboard. After filling it with coffee from the pot he had made earlier, he placed it on the kitchen table where Billie had taken a seat. He took the chair across from her and waited to see what she would do next. He had a feeling it would be no easy task to get her out of his house. It didn't appear as if Billie was going to take no for an answer. If she had been a werewolf, he would have already had her under him on his bed. To make sure he kept his hands to himself, Royce crossed his arms over his chest.
Billie took a sip of her coffee. Her grey-blue eyes never wavered off his face. Once she put the mug back down on the table, she pulled her gaze away and looked around the room. "Nice place you have here, Royce."
"Thanks. Now what exactly do you want?" he asked in what he hoped was a bored tone of voice.
"Aren't we Mr. Sunshine?" Billie asked sarcastically. "I guess I'll get