Bear Apparent (BBW Shifter Romance) (Stone Claw Clan Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

bleariness, and centered on her worried expression, her golden hair like springs around her pale face. His rosy lips parted, and Garrett felt the sudden desire to claim them. That lovely scent that was clearly her own, soaked deep into him, rousing the bear still slumbering inside. Closing his eyes, he pushed the drive away, reminding himself he had more important things to worry about than getting his rocks off.
    When he opened his eyes again, her throat was shifting as she slowly lowered her ass onto the coffee table. She leaned forward, her significant breasts pressing against her tee shirt and he nearly groaned. He couldn’t ask for a more attractive woman to nurse him back to health.
    He chuckled. “I’m guessing you have a lot of questions.”
    “That’s an understatement and a half,” she said. “Are you okay then? I found you passed out in the bathroom, and deposited you on the couch. You wouldn’t wake up. I thought you might be dead, except you were breathing.”
    “I was severely injured, and my body needed to heal. I was hibernating,” he said, looking around her modest place. It was so unlike the club style atmosphere of the clan’s residence that he felt out of place.
    “Of course,” she said, amusement thick in her voice. “Why didn’t that occur to me?”
    Garrett slowly relaxed against the pillow he had been propped up on. His gaze found the dislodged bathroom door lying against the wall. He arched a brow at her. “I didn’t do that, did I?”
    She frowned. “No. You had locked it so I had to get in somehow. I guess, if you want to be technical about it, it’s your fault I had to take a screw driver to the hinges.”
    He offered her a sheepish smile in apology then shifted, a spear of pain stabbing him in the side. Clutching the site of discomfort, he realized his wounds had been dressed. He snapped his attention to Dahlia. He had passed out in the bathroom… but he had awoken on the couch. “How did you get me here?”
    She huffed. “With a lot of elbow grease. I think I burned off all those power bars dragging your butt across the floor. You owe me a new door lock, by the way. And if you want to thank me, you can fix the siding, too. The wood cracked.”
    Garrett gaped, something deep inside of him filling with pleasure. This human female had gone out of her way to help him, had taken him into her home, and had cared enough about him to make sure he was comfortable while he healed. Other than his mother, no one had been so kind to him. The warmth spilling into his soul energized him, but he didn’t move, wondering what she might say or do next.
    “I’m guessing you are hungry?” she inquired.
    At the mention of eating, his stomach growled like a grizzly, and he grinned. “You are planning to feed me, too?”
    Shrugging, Dahlia got to her feet. “You can tell me all about you over dinner. And you will tell me everything. I’ve been looking for you my entire life. As payment for my services, I demand information.”
    Garrett’s jaw hung open as she left. I’ve been looking for you my entire life. The words filled him more completely than anything before, and he didn’t understand why. But questions zipped through his greymatter—why had she been searching for him? Maybe he’d misunderstood. As he listened to her move around in the kitchen, he grew impatient. He wanted her to come back so he could look at her. Now that the fog was clearing, and his head didn’t hurt, he wanted to fully drown in her charm.
    Every second she was away was excruciating, but Dahlia returned ten minutes later with a tray. She set it on the table, a wisp of steam curling out of the bowl of soup. The scent of clam, cream and various spices invaded his senses, further enticing his hunger.
    “It’s seafood… kind of. I didn’t have any salmon or trout, and clam chowder is the next best thing. It’s not can, and it’s fresh from a restaurant,” she said, taking a seat on a barcalounger. In his