Heart of the Bear (Hells Canyon Shifters Book 5)

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Author: T. S. Joyce
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Fantasy, Shifter, bear
organized,” he muttered, then gripped her hand like he’d known her for years and pulled her toward a dresser. “You need better shoes than those.” He pointed to the red wedges she’d pulled back on. She’d nearly rolled her ankle three times on the hike back, but she was determined not to complain anymore. Jesse didn’t seem the type of man to have patience for complaints.
    “Well, if you’d like to track down Shay with my car, I have a pair of tennis shoes in the bag I packed. Otherwise, this is all I’ve got.”
    He made a single clicking noise with his tongue and reached into a small closet, then pulled out a pair of sturdy-looking hiking boots. “Try these on.”
    “You keep woman’s shoes in your closet?”
    He offered her another dead look, and her heart fell. Right. He probably had a girlfriend or wife or bed buddy. Oh, stop it! He was a bear person, and no matter what he looked like, or how firm his abs were, or how attractive the strips of muscle over his hips were, or how powerful his legs looked, or how soft his hair probably felt, or how sexy his mouth was when it was all serious and downturned like that…she couldn’t afford to grow an inconvenient crush now. It was weird, and maybe wrong, to be attracted to a bear shifter.
    Wasn’t it?
    And even if it wasn’t, she wouldn’t ever make a move on another woman’s man…er…bear. She had more class than that.
    She slid her skinny jean-clad legs into the mid-calf boots and laced them up. They were a little big, but better than too small. She peered at herself in a full-length mirror leaning against the wall. As far as shoes went, they weren’t awful. She wouldn’t have chosen to wear tight-fitting jeans like this with them since they accentuated her shorter legs and curvy hips even more, but beggars and choosers and all.
    The jingle and slight pull of the handcuffs drew her attention away from her reflection, and when she looked up, Jesse had a sexy smirk on his lips.
    “What?”
    His eyebrows hitched up. “Nothing at all.” But the smile remained in his words.
    “Spill it, manimal.”
    A surprised sounding chuckle burst from him, and he shook his head. “You’re a sassy little thing.”
    “Were you laughing at my shoes? You were the one who gave them to me.”
    His eyes danced as he raked his gaze down the length of her body. “I like the boots much better than your other shoes.”
    Rae Lynn narrowed her eyes. “I don’t believe that at all. Men like women with long legs, and these bad boys make me look like I’ve got no ankles at all.”
    “That’s not the way I see you.”
    Her breath froze as the smile fell away from her face. “How do you see me?” His answer scared her. He could hurt her, and she’d opened herself right up to the pain. If he damned her body now, she’d only have herself to blame for the insecurity that would follow.
    He twitched his chin to the mirror. “You want my first impression?” Angling her body, he stood behind her and stared at her reflection.
    “Yes,” she whispered.
    “Beautiful. Curves like a woman should have, the kind that would make a man worship you in bed. Hair just the right length, just the right color. Classy. You seem like a woman who takes care of herself and her appearance.”
    She was growing drunk on his soft words, as if he were putting her in a trance. Maybe this was a power he possessed because of what he was. “I’m short,” she argued half-heartedly.
    “Makes me…makes men want to protect you. And more important than your looks, you dove for that car when you thought Shay would hurt that little baby in the back seat, no matter the risk to yourself. That’s admirable.” He lifted one shoulder in a shrug. “But that’s just my first impression. You stabbed me after that, and it’s all been downhill from there.”
    Jesse laughed and ducked out of the way of her swat. She didn’t want to encourage him, but he made her want to laugh. In fact, his sense of humor
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