Moon Shifter 02 - Primal Possession

she’d have willingly given back to him.
    Her thoughts started to take a much hotter turn, so she twisted the shower knob to cold. The icy blast jolted her out of her fantasies. Quickly, she finished showering, dried her hair, and got dressed. She wasn’t sure what Liam had planned for the day, but she was relieved notto be going in to work. She felt bad that Kat was covering for her when she wasn’t even technically an employee, but for the first time in what felt like forever, December wanted to enjoy herself. After last night, she figured she deserved a little break.
    She found Liam downstairs in the kitchen with his back to her, pouring a cup of coffee. The rich aroma made her stomach growl, but it was hard to care as she stared at him. Today he wore a pair of faded jeans that hugged his butt so perfectly, her abdomen tightened with pent-up need. She wanted to grab him and pull him close.
    When he turned to face her, his knowing expression said he could read her thoughts. Which was ludicrous. Though he could probably scent her desire.
Damn it.
She really hated that sometimes.
    “How are you feeling?” He stayed where he was, leaning against the counter, so she remained in the entryway.
    “Fine. And I am
not
in heat.” She might feel a little loopy and a lot more turned on than usual, but she wasn’t in heat. She was human. That idea was crazy.
    His eyebrows rose as if he didn’t believe her. “Hmm.”
    She glared at him. “Don’t ‘hmm’ me. You said you called Kat. Are you sure she’s okay working at the store today?”
    He nodded quickly. “When I told her what happened last night, she had no problem.”
    December cringed at his words. She hadn’t thought to call the police last night and since Liam hadn’t brought it up, she figured he hadn’t called either. Which didn’t surprise her. If he didn’t have to involve the law in something, she knew he wouldn’t. Part of her wondered if she should tell Parker, but she knew it would upset him, and worse, he’d probably try to get her to leave town or something.She might not feel safe in her own home at the moment, but she did feel safe with Liam and she wasn’t going to give those assholes who’d been harassing her the right to make her flee like a coward. This was her town and she wouldn’t walk away from her friends or her job. And on a primal level she wasn’t sure she wanted to acknowledge, she trusted Liam to take care of the man who’d come after her. “Did you tell her not to tell anyone?”
    “No, but I don’t think you have to worry about her. She knows how to keep a secret.”
    “How do you know?”
    He shrugged, which infuriated her. The man kept so many secrets it was nauseating. She didn’t bother trying to grill him. It was too early, she hadn’t had any coffee, and she was unusually turned on. Rolling her shoulders to ease some of the tension, she eyed him suspiciously as a new thought occurred. “Did you do something to me?”
    “Like what?”
    “I don’t know. Put a spell on me or something?”
    A bark of laughter escaped. “I’m not a witch or a faerie, so no spells, I promise. Why?”
    Ignoring his question, she made a beeline for the coffee. If he hadn’t done anything to her, she figured ignoring her raging libido was the best thing. As she brushed past him, their arms made contact and a zing of awareness shot straight to the hot ache between her legs. And he’d only touched her
arm
. She refused to look at him, because she didn’t want him to see the truth in her eyes. The truth being that if he asked, she’d strip right there and let him take her up on the counter. As she poured herself a cup of coffee, he moved to the side, but didn’t give her much space.
    She could feel his gaze on her, intense and scorching hot. If he kept looking at her like that, she had a feelingthey weren’t going to make it out of the kitchen with their clothes on.
    “So why a bookstore?” His deep voice always had such an erotic effect on her senses, but the question surprised her and managed to jerk her out of thoughts of nakedness.
    Cup in hand, she turned to face Liam, still barely a foot from her. Her cup acted as a small barrier between them, but she savored using it as a shield. “I enjoyed teaching, but I wanted something that was all mine.” She paused as she contemplated opening up to him, but finally continued. “I can teach anywhere, but buying my store gave me roots the same way buying my home did. I