Her Purrfect Match (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) (Paranormal Dating Agency Book 3) Read Online Free PDF Page A

but he found he quite liked how she felt near him.
    She stopped and frowned. “Then maybe you can tell me where I can find Mr. Green. I bet he’ll be pissed I’m late for our date.”
    “That’s doubtful,” he murmured.
    She shook her head, her long ponytail of curls bouncing around her back. “No. Mrs. Wilder said he didn’t like people making him wait.” She sighed. “I bet I just messed up the first possible date I’ve had in months. Figures.”
    He watched her shoulders droop. The idea of her being upset wasn’t one that sat well with him. His tiger already wanted to push out of the skin and have her petting him again. The normally antisocial animal was ready to get on his back so she could rub his belly.
    “I’m Grayson Green.”
    She stopped again and swept her gaze from his face down to his bare feet and back up. “You? Why would you sign up for a dating service? You don’t look like you’d need anyone to hook you up.”
    He grinned. She said the words with such disbelief it was hard to stop the chuckle past his lips. “I don’t, under normal circumstances.”
    “Great.” She jerked her hand out of his grasp and slapped them on her hips. “So what, do you need like a fake girlfriend or something?” Her eyes blazed with anger. “I didn’t come here to play games, Mr. Green. You don’t sound like you even want a date.”
    Frickin’ hell. He’d been alone with her for about five minutes and he’d already managed to offend her. Stripes was right. He didn’t know how to talk to women. Hell, he didn’t know how to talk to most people unless he was giving them orders.
    “You don’t understand.” He tried to pacify her by grasping her hand again and holding it up to his bare chest. “I’m looking for more. For someone who will be right for me.”
    Her brows rose slowly with interest. She was so warm and her skin was so smooth. He wanted to touch a lot more of her. “More? Like a serious relationship, Mr. Green?”
    Mating was as serious as it got so yes. “Stop calling me Mr. Green. It’s Gray.”
    “Fine, Gray. Are you looking for a serious relationship?”
    “There is only one mate. That is what I need.”
    She reeled back as if he’d hit her. “You need?”
    Crap he’d fucked up again. “I mean that’s the only kind I want at this time.”
    She stared at him quietly for a moment and then turned to glance at the open forest around them. “Why go through Mrs. Wilder, though? I mean. You’re hot. You must know that. I bet you don’t have a single problem picking up women.” She snorted. “Or stopping them from throwing themselves at you.”
    Her candor was quite refreshing. She’d called him hot. And he liked it. “Why did you go to Mrs. Wilder?” He followed next to her as they made their way deeper into the woods.
    With each step further from the restrictions of his pride or the expectations of mating, he loosened up more. He wasn’t worried. He could protect her and himself if need be.
    “Apparently I have a bad habit of staying in a relationship that isn’t working. Mrs. Wilder said she’d find one that would work for me.”
    “What exactly do you want in this relationship?”
    They were deep out in the forest now, but he knew his way back with his eyes closed.
    She glanced at him quickly before turning her face away. “The truth?”
    Was there anything else? “Yes.”
    “I want a family. I want love. I want to get married one day. I would like to have children. You know. The stuff most women dream of. I am sick of my own mother calling me an old, cat lady.”
    He grinned. “You’re not old.”
    “Hah! But I am a cat lady. And for your information, I feel quite old at this point.”
    “Cats are great. I’m glad you like them. Don’t give age too much thought.” He liked knowing she wouldn’t have problems with his feline. “Old is just a state of mind.”
    “Says the hot young one.” She laughed.
    There she went again. He could tell she wasn’t