His to Claim #4: Wild Ones Read Online Free PDF Page A

true. You’re nothing like him.”
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    The next morning, Melanie finished packing her backpack and carried it with her when she went down to breakfast. She had an hour to eat before they got on the bus to drive to Savannah. When she walked into the hotel restaurant, she didn’t see any of the guys, so she sat down at a table by the window and pulled out an ATC and pencil while she waited for the waitress to come and take her order.
    “So did you and Storm have a nice talk last night?”
    She glanced up at Travis’ voice.
    “Um … yeah.”
    At the curl of his lips, she knew he assumed she and Storm had had phone sex last night. He was right, but wrong at the same time. She certainly wouldn’t tell Travis that it was thoughts of being in his arms that had finally given her the release that she’d craved. He already knew she’d needed that release because he had triggered her craving in the first place.
    But let him think that Storm had actually satisfied that need.
    He sat down beside her and signaled for the waitress who arrived at the table with coffeepot in hand.
    “Two coffees,” he said. “We’ll have bacon and eggs. One order scrambled, and the other over easy. Right, Melanie?”
    Melanie nodded as she poured cream into the steaming coffee in front of her. She breathed in the rich aroma, then took a sip.
    Bam. Caffeine. That’s the stuff.
    Dan and Jimmy, the other two band members, walked by and stopped at the table.
    “Hey, I heard Travis and Diego got to see your tattoo last night.” Jimmy grinned. It was one of the rare mornings he wore his long, black hair hanging loose rather than tied back as usual.
    “You know we’re feeling left out now,” Dan said.
    She shrugged. “That’s okay. I’ll show you, too. As soon as we get on the bus.”
    “All right.” Jimmy winked. “We could get on the bus now.” His gaze dropped to her powder-pink tank top.
    “Let the woman have her breakfast first, guys.”
    Dan shrugged. “If you insist.”
    “You going to join us?” Travis asked.
    “No, we ate earlier. We’re just here to grab a coffee.” Jimmy held up his ever-present red metal thermal mug. “See you later.”
    They sauntered to the counter and the waitress filled up their cups, then they left.
    “They’re going to be disappointed when you get on the bus and pull out your sketch pad.”
    She quirked her eyebrow. “Are you saying my design is disappointing?”
    He laughed. “Not at all. I personally love it.” He stared at her over his cup. “In fact, I wanted to know if you’d design a tattoo for me.”
    “Really? What do you have in mind?”
    “I was thinking maybe a wolf. Something dramatic with intense amber eyes.”
    She pushed aside the ATC and started to sketch on the paper place mat. “Just the face, or the whole animal?”
    “Just the face.” He watched her sketch out a design.
    She quickly drew the shape of the face, then filled in the details.
    “That is amazing. I don’t get how you can just do that.”
    She shrugged. “I just see it in my head and let my hand go.”
    The waitress approached the table with their meals so Melanie slipped the sketch out of the way and grabbed the place mat from the setting beside her.
    “That’s great.” Travis pulled out his phone and took a picture of it.
    “Well, I’ll do a better version of it tonight. Or I could do a few more so you can have a choice.”
    “Nope. I want to go with this one.” He tucked his phone in his pocket and started to eat.
    After they finished breakfast, she went to the bus.
    Travis sat down beside her. “You know, we’ll be in Jacksonville in a few days. If you could finalize the artwork in time, I could have it done there. What do you think?”
    “Sure, I can do that.”
    “And tomorrow is your artist meeting,” Diego said from the next seat. “You all ready for it?”
    She pursed her lips. “With people buying up all the ones I do of you guys, I don’t have anything to trade.” Because she