at his
side as he moaned. “Oh beautiful, it’s
more than a winner.”
Crap! He
wanted a mate, but he didn’t want to be led around by his cock for the rest of
his life. He was a cop. A detective. They called him Gurkha because he took no prisoners. Everyone was scared of
him. Most women only dated him to be with the dark, dangerous man. He knew Sammy
would prefer if he wasn’t any of those things. Shit, could he be a true mate to
Sammy? He raked frustrated fingers through his hair and knew he needed to get
away and think.
“I need to go to work. I’ll see you tomorrow. We’ll
do lunch again, and after I can take you for your first driving lesson if you’d
like.”
Sandy smiled. “That sounds great. Are you sure
you’re okay to teach me?”
He nodded. “Yeah. I’ll
bring the car Slater and I decided will be best for you to learn in tomorrow.”
Brock practically ran out of the store. He would pop
by the gym and see his brothers. He needed to talk to them and remind himself
why he wanted a mate, and that his brothers were happy. He’d never been worried
before that a woman was changing him, but this woman was important. He called
his partner and told him to meet him at his brothers’ gym.
His brother Blake was at their gym teaching boxing.
Brock watched as Blake showed no mercy to guy he was training. Blake showed the
guy a better way to move and gave his student a good workout. When the guy was
dripping with sweat Blake came over to him.
“What’s up? Why are you here at this time? Is
something wrong? Do you need a place to hide from Mum? Or are you here to hide
from your mate? Because you have a scared look on your face. What did she do? Cry all over you? Make
you watch a film that didn’t have people shooting at each other?”
“Well mating hasn’t changed you. You’re still a
dickhead.”
Brock dodged
Blake’s fist. “Fuck you, bro.”
“No thanks. I don’t do incest. Fate has already
fucked enough with us Bear men by mating two bears to one woman and a human at
that.” Brock knew he sounded harsh, but he was still pissed he had to share
Sammy.
“You sound like Mum. And you’re only looking at the
bad things. Think of it the way I do. Brian and I work together to protect
Susie and be with her and love her. We share any problem any of us have, and
there is always someone to listen.” Blake sighed and wiped his face with a
towel. “Be grateful, trust me. I love Susie, but the twins are due any day, and
I should be off work but I’m scared to go home. I think Susie looks gorgeous
plump with my child, but she cries at the drop of a hat, and she won’t stop
going on about how fat she thinks she is. No matter what I say I never say it
right. I have been thanking God that I have Brian as I only have to put up with
half the whining, the cleaning, crying, and half the work. I will say again,
trust me when I say that if you ever knock Sammy up you will feel the same as
me and be grateful for Slater.”
Brock stared at his brother for a moment to see if
he was joking, but he was deadly serious. Brock studied Blake to see the tired
strained look on Blake’s face. Wow, his brother looked like shit. Brock laughed.
He couldn’t help it. Blake, who’d used to be the biggest ladies’ man, was worn
out by a woman, scared to go home in case he said the wrong thing.
This time Brock didn’t dodge in time the fist to the
face and gut. “I’m so glad you find this funny, fuck-wit. Here Brian and I have
been nothing but supportive of you, Slater, and Sammy, and you’re an asshole to
me when I need some support back. If you ask me I think Sammy is too good for
you. She’s quiet and wouldn’t know how to stick up for herself against you. I
think one of the women Mother wants you to mate with would be better for you.
They’re ice cold. Perfect for you.”
Okay, that was just cruel. Brock stopped laughing.
“In the ring now before I get a lot of your blood on the floor where