He beamed, a dazzling smile plastered all over his face.“You got to be fucking with me!” I slammed two bags on the table.“And Hondorus really thought that was a brilliant idea? “ Even I felt the venom in my voice as I practically threw the words at him, but nothing seemed to put a damper on this guy´s mood.“ Not yet, but I will, later! “ He winked at me, and it took me a couple of seconds to get it.“In your dreams. let’s just get this over with! Just your eyes on me make me want to scrub myself in a boiling hot shower!”“Yes, in my dreams too! You see, we are a pretty good match! And ill scrub..”Not wanting to hear the rest of that sentence, I threw one of the empty bags at him and walked straight out, just grabbing my jacket as I passed by.The glue guy is named Marcus, and he must be the biggest flirt since Casanova himself. I don’t think he even looked in my direction ones without blinking, and to be honest, it is difficult not to laugh at him. His persistence, that’s for su

Now I had my own little house, my kitchen, bath, bedroom, and even a little porch where I could look out on the lake.«I can’t cook even if my life depended on it, sorry! But I shit you not; I’m a devil at cleaning the dishes!»Jenny laughed, she continued to surprise me, and I scolded myself for judging her by her looks. I take myself in doing this over and over again. We were now slumped down on my tiny couch with a cold beer each, waiting for my gourmet lunch to finish.Suddenly I jumped out of the couch and sprinted into the kitchen; crap crap! Jenny came right behind me and leaned back on the wall laughing. At the same time, I attached the microheater just in time! Jerking the door open, I sigh and see the red number that shows 0.01! I hate that microwave-biping!So our gourmet lunch is premade lasagna, heated in the micro! What a luxury!But the lasagna smelled and tasted like a little piece of heaven and with another ice-cold beer.There we sat, out on the porch, sipping on c

The third and fourth, however, are more my cup of tea. Erik, a typical manly man, a little quiet, always smiled when I looked in his direction with deep brown eyes. He didn’t play cards but was an eager Dart player; he managed to seem confident and a bit shy at the same time. And like the other two, he was far from immune to Jenny´s advances. His eyes raked over her from time to time, and he kept the drinks coming. The silent type, I snickered to myself. Oh, the silent types are often the most fun!Then there was Johan; he reminded me of Bear in many ways. Just not as dark skin as he had, his hair a little longer, full lips, and a little beard that was last shaved a good week ago, but the best part was his green eyes. They seem to sparkle when the light hits them the right way nearly. Compared to Erik, he was more outspoken, smiled, and he had a booming laughter that vibrated down in my chest. But something didn’t feel right. He was intense, charming, and open, at least trying to give

Gee, I got the wolf with a black belt in weird slogans and insults; whom the hell says that kind of shit! “Hold your fucking horses! Mates?? As in several? Are you high?” “I’m the one that should be asking that! Our honey-glazed, delicious muscle hunks have been thrown at us, and you dodge them like it’s a burning crap pile and sit down in a bar, get drunk, get drugged, and fantasize about sleazy meat bags with a dick! And what for?  Just to scratch an itch between your legs!? ” For once, I actually felt embarrassed and a little slutty. Because she was not wrong. But I could not really get past the “Mates” part. Why would I have several mates? I didn’t even want one, did I? And what the heck did she mean about them being thrown at us? Then why haven’t I met them? Why didn’t I sense them? It's not like a subtitle hint when you meet your fated mate.&nbs

He grabbed his dick and adjusted it a little through his jeans before walking out. So what? His plan didn’t go as he planned this time, and yes, it did bug him a little that he could not watch, but this was just the start. It was a good start! He would make sure she didn’t become too cocky, break her down a little, and keep her vulnerable and in need of help, but at the same time, have her think she has someone she can trust and that this is a place where she can be safe and lower her guards.He opened the door in his little shed; it was perfectly placed at the far end of his backyard, right in the forest line, so half of it was hidden by the shadows from the massive threes.Closing the door behind him, he locked it before opening the hidden door leading down.He worked his ass off for over two years to make this hidden room under the ground, but it was well worth it. Walking down a short and steep set of stairs, he flicked the light on.It was not a massive area, but bigger and bette