Unstoppable (Their Shifter Academy #6) - May Dawson Page 0,12
must have dropped the phone and never gotten the chance to pick it up.
I disconnected the call and looked up to find them all watching me. I relayed what they’d just told me.
“The Kierney alpha’s right about one thing,” Clearborn said. “The Northsea pack will be here soon. I think he’s very confused about what will happen after that.”
“Sir, my sister,” I said. “I have to go get her. I think she’s…”
I trailed off. I was trying to focus on the mission, to be clinical.
But Rosemary was my kid sister. I couldn’t quite manage.
“I understand,” Clearborn said. I stared at him, reluctant to ask if I could go. I knew it was the wrong time, when the academy was under attack. But I couldn’t leave her either. If he said no, I wouldn’t like what I had to do next.
“Can’t go alone,” Penn said. “Buddy system. I guess you’re stuck with me.”
Clearborn nodded. “Take Penn. We can hold off anyone else until the Northsea pack gets here.”
I hadn’t expected he’d give me permission. He definitely didn’t have to tell me twice.
Chase and Clearborn opened the gates as briefly as they possibly could, and Penn and I burst out in the car fast, fishtailing across the road.
Rosemary had claimed before she wanted to cut all ties between us, but if my little sister called, I’d always come to her rescue.
Chapter Six
Maddie
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The bathroom was surprisingly nice, the walls wood-paneled and the room softly lit by brass lamps that hung between the mirrors. I ducked into the stall, and when I emerged, the room was still empty. I washed my hands and opened the door, raising my eyebrows at Jensen seductively.
He braced his arm in the door and shook his head at me. “Is this what we’re reduced to for our dates, Northsea?”
“Because you and I have such high standards?” I grabbed the front of his sweater and yanked him into the room with me. He could resist, but instead he let me pull him, then shove him against the wall. His chest was hard under my palm, and I couldn’t take my eyes off those glowing golden eyes as I reached for the lock on the door. “Remember the first time we…?”
“Is that a trick question?” His hands swept up my hips, and he marched me back across the room. I raised an eyebrow, and he leaned forward, his hands sliding down my thighs. Then he lifted me easily onto the edge of the sink, his lips brushing my ear and down the curve of my throat. “I remember every moment I’ve ever spent with you, Maddie. You’re the best thing in my life.”
I couldn’t help smiling as I let my hands roam over his body, running over those muscular shoulders and gliding over the soft wool of his sweater, then up again, finding warm, bare skin and the individual ridge of each ab muscle.
He pulled away, shaking his head at me. “Do you have a bucket list? Sex in all the worlds?”
“I do now. That’s a brilliant idea,” I said.
He slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled package. It had been gift-wrapped in silver foil at some point, but it was torn at the corner now. He tapped it absently against his chin. “I suppose you don’t want this, then.”
“I don’t need gifts,” I said.
“Yeah well, take them anyway and humor us. We like to do things for you, Maddie.”
I waggled my eyebrows at him. “I have some thoughts about things you can do for me.”
“You’re impossible.” He started to slip it back into his pocket.
I lunged to grab his wrist so fast I almost fell off the edge of the sink. As he grabbed my hips to steady me, a grin spread across his lips.
I snatched the package out of his hand. “It wouldn’t be fair to make you carry this around any longer.”
“It’s really weighing me down,” he deadpanned. “You’re always so thoughtful.”
“I’m known for my thoughtfulness, along with being slow to act and almost impossible to anger.” When I ripped the foil package open, a charm bracelet spilled into my palm.
I looked up at Jensen in surprise, but his gaze was fixed on me. He cupped my chin, turning my face up to his. His golden eyes were seriously as he chided me, “Don’t run down my girl.”
I usually had a glib response to everything, but I couldn’t do anything but smile at him. “You spoil me, you know that, Jensen?”