A famous Victoria's Secret fashion model, Braelyn comes home to visit her parents after being away for a year. On a shopping trip, a man on a motorcycle at a red light snags her attention while she crosses the street. Once she draws even with him, he flips open the visor of his helmet, and she instantly forgets what she's doing. A blast from a car horn makes her aware she's standing in the middle of the crosswalk, and she quickly gets moving.
Skylar follows the beautiful blonde with his gaze, watching where she goes. Sitting at a red light is not the place he expects to run into his would-be mate, but there she was. Determined not to let her get away, he follows her. He finds it hard enough to deal with her being mortal and not knowing anything about werewolves, but the bigger problem is the stalker who wants to do his famous mate more harm than good.
Publisher's Note: This was previously published.
Skylar put on the kickstand and pulled off his helmet. He put it on the gas tank between his legs and reached up to smooth his hair. With a couple of tugs, he straightened the ponytail at his nape.
He picked up his helmet, then swung a leg over his bike and stepped onto the sidewalk. He easily followed the scent trail the woman had left in her wake. Skylar didn’t even bother to look at what type of store it was as he pulled open the door and walked inside. His gaze automatically searched for the woman and found her near the back of the store. Focused only on her, he headed in her direction.
A saleswoman stopped him before he got very far. “Can I help you find something, sir?”
He didn’t shift his gaze from the blonde woman. “No, I’ve already found what I came looking for.”
“Are you buying for a wife or a girlfriend?”
That question had Skylar turning his head to look at the saleswoman. She was young-looking and wore a friendly expression on her face. It was also then he saw the racks of sexy-looking bras and panties all around him. He blinked. He stood in the middle of a lingerie store and was the only male on the premises.
“Ah…ah…” he stammered.
His brain seemed to stop functioning after he spied a red, practically see-through, scrap of lace that would show more of a woman’s body than it would cover. The sight of it did nothing to cool his libido. If anything, it jacked it up several notches, causing his cock to strain uncomfortably against his jeans zipper.
The saleswoman gave him a smile. “Are you sure you don’t need any help?”
Slightly embarrassed about the situation he’d gotten himself into, Skylar took a few steps away, determined to carry on with his plan to meet the woman who’d stirred his mating urge to life.
“I’m sure. I’ll call you if I need you,” he said quickly before continuing to the back of the store.
As he closed in on the blonde, he drew in deeper gulps of her scent, burning it to his memory. That done, he’d now be able to recognize it and use it to find her. Skylar greedily drank in the back view of her body, watching as she looked through a rack of bras. After she pulled one off and held it up to look at, he had to stop the growl of need that threatened to rumble out of his chest. The bra was another see-through piece, only it was a pale shade of blush. As he pictured what she’d look like wearing it with only a pair of matching panties, his mating urge sank deeper claws into him. He must have made a small sound, because she turned to face him. She slowly lowered the bra and stared at him.
Skylar wanted nothing more than to pull the dark sunglasses off so he could see the color of her eyes, but forced himself to stay where he stood. “Hi,” he said.
It was hard to form a coherent thought when all the blood in his body seemed to be rushing to his cock.
“Hi,” she said back slowly.
“I saw you outside.”
She glanced down at the helmet he still held in his hand. “You were on the motorcycle.”
A small smile pulled at the corners of her mouth. “Did you follow me in here or do you just like to shop for woman’s lingerie?”
It was on the tip of his tongue to say he only liked to shop in a store like this if he could buy for her. But he’d more than likely get slapped for that if he said it out loud. She didn’t know him and had no idea what she would be to him.
“Believe me,” he said with a chuckle, “I don’t make it a habit of coming to shop in stores that carry women’s intimate apparel. Actually, this is my first time stepping foot in one.”
“Then you followed me,” she stated simply.
“You could say that. I found myself unable to let you just walk away without getting to know you.” He ran his gaze over her face, letting some of his arousal he show in his eyes.
She swallowed. “Really?” she asked quietly. “So you decided to chase me down? What if I don’t want to get to know you?”
Skylar crowded her until her back hit the rack behind her. No longer able to stand the sunglasses blocking his view of her gaze, he plucked them off her face. He stared into a pair of beautiful emerald green eyes. She didn’t wear any makeup, but that didn’t make her looks any less amazing. Now that he saw all her features, he found her vaguely familiar, though he knew he hadn’t met her before. He’d have remembered that.
Skylar leaned in a bit and dragged more of her scent into his lungs. There was the unmistakable tinge of arousal mixed in with it now. “Since you hadn’t run from me in the first place, I hardly could have chased you down. And I most definitely think you want to get to know me better.”