was stupid and
irresponsible,” he said.
“I
do now, but Tuesday was a shitty day. You’ve probably already heard Joanne and
Max Goodsen have decided to become mates.”
Brady
nodded and looked over at him one more time “I know how you feel, but we have
to put the group before our own needs. You know those are our rules.”
He
did. He really did.
“Ned
said one lady was about to call the police, but he stopped her in time,” Simon
said, a wolf shifter. “Luckily no one got hurt, well besides a human who
slipped in the store.”
Shit,
he didn’t know about that.
“She
hurt her ankle, but luckily Hannah stepped in and got Ash to go check her out.
Which brings me to your punishment,” Brady said.
Punishment.
Yeah, he hadn’t counted on that but he guessed he deserved it.
“It’s
sort of punishment and a job all rolled into one,” continued Brady.
“First
of all you need to go along to Goodsen’s and do some
cleaning up as well as apologize.”
Now
he’d have to eat humble pie and it wasn’t going to taste that great.
“Second
thing is the job part and the remaining punishment. The woman who slipped has
taken over the vet practice of Ally Huxley’s husband.”
Ian
knew about that. He’d been murdered, and she’d sold the place and was now
married to wolf shifter Kent. In fact, they were going to have a baby. And this
had to be the vet that Lucy was talking about.
“Chloe
has just accepted the job of receptionist there, Sophie, my sprit child, will
be spending time there and we’re all a little worried for their safety, plus
this new vet, should a similar incident happen again. And the whole area where
the practice is located has had a number of thefts and break-ins for some
unknown reason. Lots of shifters have stores there so it’s up to us to keep everyone
safe.”
Ian
sort of knew where this was going.
“I’d
like to hire you as private security to the vet as our way of compensation for
her injured ankle, and at the same time offer your services to other shifters
in the immediate area.”
“I
have to babysit a vet?” Ian asked.
“I’d
like to think of it as more her bodyguard. You’ll go there today and introduce
yourself. Hannah will fill you in on all the details of all the other
businesses that need your attention. You have anything to say before we call
this hearing over?”
Ian
stood. “Nope,” he said.
Apart
from cleaning Goodsen’s , things weren’t as bad as
he’d expected.
****
“Dr.
Barclay, someone’s here to see you.”
Eve
looked up from the paperwork she was filling in at her desk. She wasn’t
expecting anyone, but sometimes salesmen stopped by practices unannounced to
try and sell this and that. Eve stood
and headed out to the front desk, stopping in her tracks as she did so. He had
his back toward her, but she immediately recognized the bear emblem on his
leather jacket.
It
was the asshole. The guy who’d driven by on the bike that afternoon and sprayed
her new hairdo and coat with mud. The guy who’d made her slip on the fish at
the supermarket.
She
was going to give him a piece of her mind, but then he turned around and all
her anger went out of the window. Her knees went weak, her heartbeat picked up
double time, and yes, she was pretty sure her pussy was doing cartwheels and
her ovaries were about to burst forth with a few bars of the HallelujahChorus.
“Dr.
Barclay?” he asked.
Even
his voice sounded like liquid sex. Get a
grip. Get your act together. Do not go all soft and gooey just because this
guy’s cute. He ruined your hairdo. He has stubble, an earring, and obviously
rides a motorbike. Not your type. Repeat not your type.
“Yes.”
“I’m
Ian Mallory.” He put out his hand.
She
was reluctant to take it, not that she thought there was something wrong with
him, but if she made contact with him…
He
was staring at her. A look of impatience and frustration clearly washed over
him as he waited for her to take his