stream with a little waterfall. It was beautiful.”
“I know just where you’re talking about,” Mandy said. It was one of her favorite places.
Daniel just stood, looking tall and impassive next to his much smaller and more cheerful mate.
“If you start your car, I’ll take my truck and lead you all up the mountain to your cabin.”
“I’ll go get the others,” Daniel said, and strode directly for the front door without another word. Clarissa trailed in his wake, voicing suspicions that her luggage had been crushed beneath the weight of all the others’.
“You wanna come along for the ride?” Jack asked, turning back to Mandy.
“I’d rather stay here and set up my new computer, if it’s all the same to you. I’m getting tired.”
Still leaning over her, keeping her snugly trapped against the side of the truck, he lowered his voice just a little. “Not too tired, I hope.” The sound of his speech was like honey being poured over gravel, and it sent a shiver of delight down Mandy’s spine. “I have plans for us tonight.”
She wrapped her arms around his waist, getting as close as her baby bump would allow. “Not too tired,” she whispered, fighting a giggle when he twitched, knowing her lips were tickling his ear.
****
“It’s done,” Jack said, striding in through the screen door and pulling it shut behind himself. “Those five will be driving each other crazy for the night in one of the vacation cabins.”
Mandy looked up from where she sat curled on the couch, a half-finished book in her hands. “I’m glad it’s just you and me for the night.”
“Yeah, me too.” He sank onto the couch beside her, and the aged cushion conformed to his body like a glove. “I told them you and I would show them the Half Moon territory tomorrow. They’ll meet us here at the cabin at dawn. It’ll be our first run together as a pack.”
Hearing the note of satisfaction in Jack’s voice, Mandy decided not to cringe at the word dawn. The mountains were gorgeous at that early hour anyway, and it had been too long since she’d traveled the entire territory, running up and down the sloping sides of the mountains with their namesake fog kissing the tips of her ears and the pine needles being crushed beneath her feet. “Looking forward to it.”
He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and drew her close. “Readin’ anything good?”
“Uh-huh.” She nodded, placing her bookmark between the pages of her novel and setting it aside.
“What’s the book about?”
“Ask me again later. I can’t think just now.” His scent – that delicious smell that had originally driven her crazy with attraction and had let her know that he was her mate – was flooding her senses, making her head spin as she leaned into him.
“All right.” He put his other arm around her and pressed his mouth full on hers, driving the last vestiges of the story from her mind.
He slipped his tongue between her lips, and she did the same to him. His mouth was warm, the taste familiar and completely his own. Something inside her seemed to melt when a low hint of a moan escaped his throat, and suddenly, even her round bump of a belly didn’t seem like a barrier between them. Their bodies entwined, they sank deep into the couch cushions.
Jack’s hands, calloused from manual labor, were pleasantly rough against her skin as he slid them beneath her skirt, hiking the material up over the slope of her belly as he grasped a breast, his fingertips denting one cup of her bra. He caressed her cleavage, dipping a thumb below the edge of a cup and touching her nipple, causing it to spring up small and instantly hard. Mandy shifted against him, her pussy tightening when the hardness of his erection nudged against her thigh. She wouldn’t get much sleep tonight, but who cared?
“You wanna head to the bedroom?” Jack asked, breaking the seal of their kiss and meeting her eyes.
Before she’d become pregnant, he wouldn’t have