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supernatural,
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second chance,
bear shifter,
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playboy,
broken heart,
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law guilted her into it.
If she knew about the timetable, she’d only dig her heels in more. There was no way she would listen to anything he had to say. He knew that now.
The only way this would work was if Sophia came to him because she wanted to.
The future of the clan depended on it.
Tonight would be another opportunity to show her how he felt. To remind her how much she needed someone in her life. She had been alone too long.
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A t five o’clock , Liam pulled up behind the bakery. The kitchen lights were still on. He walked through the private entrance into an empty kitchen.
“Soph?” he called out for her.
He strolled to the café, but the cabinets were empty and no one was in the shop. The sign on the front door had been flipped over to read “closed.”
He was about to call her when he heard a loud banging sound overhead. He ran for the staircase in the kitchen and barged through the apartment door.
The clatter had come from her apartment. He called for her again, opening doors and looking for her.
He pushed open the bathroom door and stopped in his tracks.
“What are you doing?” Sophia stood dripping wet, scrambling to cover herself with her hands.
His bear growled with deep want. She was fucking gorgeous. Her body glistened with water as the droplets slid along her curves.
“Liam!” she screamed.
He pretended to cover his eyes. “Sorry, sorry. I heard a crash and ran up here.” He turned to face the door. His cock had jerked to life as he memorized every inch of her soft flesh. “Are you ok?”
“It was just the shower curtain. It does that all the time. You can leave.”
He didn’t want to leave. He wanted to turn around and press her soft and ripe body against the wall. He wanted to inhale her scent and mark her with his. But that wasn’t what she wanted.
“Right. I’ll just be out there.” He forced himself to exit the bathroom, finding the need for her almost unbearable.
A damn shower curtain. That’s all it was. He had heard something, and the fear of God had run through his body, thinking Sophia was hurt. He shook his head. If only she knew how much he had changed. He wasn’t the man she thought he was. He was capable of settling down. He could love her. Hell, he already did.
Twenty minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom dressed in a sweater and jeans. Her hair dry and her eyes bright.
“You look beautiful.” He stood to greet her.
“I was covered in flour. I had to take a shower. And I had blue icing in my hair. This wasn’t for you,” she explained. “This is not a date.”
He put his hands up. “No. Not a date. Just friends hanging out.”
“Hmph.” She crossed her arms, but he thought he saw a glimmer in her eyes. The same one he saw last night before he kissed her.
“How about I fix that shower rod for you?” he asked.
She looked puzzled. “Really?”
He walked past her. “Yeah. Let me look at it. I don’t want it falling on you again.” The bathroom smelled like her shampoo and lotion. It was as intoxicating as she was.
He lifted the rod from the wall and inspected the ends. It was a standard tension rod, but he could see it was extended too far. It was never going to hold.
“I think we need to take a ride to Tripp’s.”
Sophia stood behind him in the doorway. “Why? You can’t fix it?”
Liam shook his head. “The springs are stripped, and it’s not going to hold. Let’s get a new shower rod for you.” He placed the old one on its end against the wall.
“I have a feeling this isn’t what you planned on for our ‘hanging out.’”
Liam chuckled. “I only want to spend time with you, Soph.” He held the apartment door for her. “And if that means shopping at the hardware store, then I’m a happy man.”
“Bear,” she corrected him.
He sighed. “I’m a man too.”
“But that’s not why you’re here. It’s the bear that brought you. Not the man.” She eyed him.
He pulled his keys from his pocket. He