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Fiction,
Romance,
Contemporary,
Adult,
supernatural,
college,
Library,
Erotic,
best friends,
vacation,
Bachelor,
bear shifter,
bad luck,
Mate,
Protection,
Forever Love,
Single Woman,
Infamous,
BBW Paranormal,
Chance Meeting,
Consumed With Rage,
Years Later,
Depression & Fear,
Bear Ridge Resort,
Matchmaking Hotel,
Event Participation
were conveniently occupied with either their luggage or on their cell phones. This had to be some kind of joke.
Scarlett stepped away from Blair. “Why would you bring me here?” Scarlett asked. “You of all people should know how uninterested I am in finding someone else to date right now. Let alone a wealthy genetically mutated shifter that needs to come to an exclusive resort to get one!” Heat rushed to Scarlett’s cheeks as she tried to contain the anger building up inside of her.
“We knew you wouldn’t come if you actually knew where we were going,” Blair said. “That is why I took care of booking everything for you. I’m sorry we didn’t tell you, but we thought it might be the best distraction for you.”
“Yeah,” Amanda chimed in. “We thought being on a secluded tropical island with a bunch of swoon-worthy eye candy might be exactly what you needed to get Adam out of your head.”
Scarlett crossed her arms and felt her body slightly start to shake. The tight control over her anger was starting to lessen. Blair tentatively walked up to her and placed her hands on her shoulders.
“Look, Scars,” Blair said. “You don’t need to get with anyone. All you need to focus on is having a good time. No pressure, okay?”
Scarlett sucked in a calming breath. The shaking of her body subsided and she felt the color of her face slowly turn back to normal. Scarlett knew she couldn’t really blame her friends for trying to make her have some fun. This was not a malicious prank on her; it was just a misguided attempt at forcing her into having some much-needed fun.
The problem was Scarlett’s heart was just not in it. Her insecurities had taken a stronghold over her mind, and she could not seem to feel sexy or attractive enough to want to be around men, let alone ones that could shift. Scarlett would play along with her friends, but she was determined to find a way to sneak out of the mixer activities that the resort was famous for. She would not be put on display for some stupid grizzlies, no matter how hot they were.
“Come on,” Blair said. “Why don’t we put our things in our rooms and go get a drink?”
Scarlett smiled. A drink was exactly what she needed right now.
7
Kurt
K urt walked up to his secluded bungalow at the end of the path. He looked over to the right and saw the long path in between the rooms. His clan mates were already on the prowl, which meant there would be a lot noises coming from their rooms later on that evening. Kurt’s room, however, would be dead silent.
Kurt pushed open the door and was surprised at how big the bungalow actually was from the inside. To the right of the door was a small kitchenette complete with a mini fridge and a small stove. There was a cutout in the wall of the kitchen so he could look through and see the living room. Kurt walked further into the suite, and saw a small dining table and an open living room space with a large, fluffy couch and flat-screen TV mounted on the wall. Kurt turned to the right and walked into the bedroom, which had a large king-size bed and another flat-screen TV. In the bedroom there was a large window that opened up to a private balcony. Kurt walked over and opened up the door and stepped outside. The bungalow suites weren’t high up off the water, so there was a small ladder attached that Kurt could see that led him right to the ocean.
Kurt walked back inside the room and smiled. This place isn’t half bad , he thought. Now if he could just figure out how to relax on his own, without having to participate in anything, he would be golden. Kurt flopped down on the bed and pulled his arms up underneath his head. He closed his eyes and took in the sounds of the ocean breeze outside. He started to drift off to sleep when a loud knock on his door jolted him up.
“Come on, Kurt,” Frank said as he banged on the door again. “We are all going to head down to the lobby to get some drinks.” Kurt reluctantly pulled