Taming the Alphas: Part Four: Paranormal Werewolf Shifter Romance Read Online Free PDF Page A

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    “Uh huh,” I replied.
    “Well, I am not so thirsty right now after all. And I do owe you a pair of panties,” Todd grinned. “Dave, let’s help Beverly pick out panties.”
    “Next stop, panty town,” I joked, referring to the lingerie section of the store. “Actually, we need to get you two a few things first. That’s a priority.”
    The men’s face dropped. “It’s on the way to the panty section and it won’t take long!” I glanced at my watch. “We only have about two hours till dinner and I want to make sure you men are properly dressed in something besides the jeans and tees you always wear.”
    Todd groaned. “I love seeing you model your hot little outfits, Bev, but argh, I don’t want to try stuff on.”
    Dave curled his lip. “I can’t say I’m too excited about it either…”
    “You two don’t have a choice. You need to look sharp. The men’s section is just around the corner and you are both getting some new threads.”
    When we got to the men’s department, Todd and Dave aimed for their usual jeans and tees. As they thumbed through the stacks, I motioned them over to the slacks.
    “Todd you have plenty of jeans and tees; same for you Dave. We need to get you something for dressier occasions like going out to dinner tonight.
    Todd eyed the racks of slacks hesitantly. I could tell he had no idea where to start.
    “Style wise, you both like that casual Friday kind of look … but now we are going to bump it up a notch. See those pictures?” I pointed to several oversized photos of males modeling different garments that were dotted around the area. “Use those for inspiration.”
    “I don’t want to look like that. Those guys look like clowns,” Dave shook his head.
    “Guys, I did not say copy what they had on, I said to use them to get ideas. When you look at the photos, look at the length of the jacket, how the slacks are cut, the style of the shirt collar, the colors… then look for clothes that have those elements.”
    “That makes sense,” Todd said. As they looked through the stacks, I could see both men referring to the photos. Soon, they each had a small pile to try on. I sat back and relaxed in an oversized chair near the dressing room as they came out and modeled for me. It was like having a private runway show with two smoking hot models. Despite their initial displeasure at trying things on, I was having fun, and it seemed like they were too.
    They looked delicious in almost everything they tried on. Though I had to nix a few eyesores, including the orange and black striped pants Todd thought were super comfy, they were soon getting the hang of what worked and what didn’t. When Todd came out in a pair of almond slacks and an ocean blue, long sleeved shirt that showed off his eyes, I knew it was the one. Then, Dave modeled a pair of black slacks paired with a cerulean green button down that barely contained his super tight, toned muscles. I knew we’d found just the right outfits.
    “Keep those on and we’ll get the tags clipped off when we pay,” I stated. Todd and Dave went back into the dressing room and grabbed their old clothes.
    I grabbed Todd’s jeans out of his hands. “These should go in the trash, they’re full of holes! I like seeing your skin, but these are in tatters. They probably stink, too.”
    Dave held his nose and grimaced. “Pee-yoo!”
    Todd grinned as he jostled Dave. “Ok, ok, you can toss ‘em,” Todd said, “but hold up!” He pried the jeans back from my tight grip and fished in the pocket. “I can’t forget this,” he exclaimed, holding up an army knife. “I gave Kristen mine before and she just sent me a brand new one! This one’s got even more tools!”
    I thought back to the camp counselor who had been turned into werewolf just like me. She and Markus, one of the weremen at Camp Vickers, had fallen in love, and now she was pregnant with twins. 
    “How is Kristen, Todd? Have you spoken with her?”
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