How To Run With A Naked Werewolf - Plot & Excerpts
I’d never looked forward to traveling like this. Usually, departures meant distress. Now I was going home. We would be leaving for the valley in a few days. Caleb was working diligently to close up whichever of his pending cases he could close and to send progress reports to his clients on those still open. Since I was able to type more than five angrily pecked words per minute, I ended up sending out most of them while Caleb dictated. “I don’t suppose you would give up typing for the day and get naked with me?” “Do you want to leave town without any pesky paperwork hanging over your head?” I asked. “Hmm, my desire for sex loses out to my hatred of paperwork. Well played, woman.” He sighed, hauling himself out of bed. “I need to get the tires checked for our trip and run to the grocery anyway. Surprise, surprise, we’re out of condoms again. And those little packs of raisins.” “How about some juice boxes?” I suggested cheekily. “Well, they might come in handy,”
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