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Calendar Mate 13
If Alpha Cale knew my background, he definitely wouldn’t think I’m a keeper. He only thinks that because he sees what I let him. Nobody thinks I’m a keeper. I’m just the whore, the one someone pays to be with them because nobody actually wants to be with them. It’s okay, really. I’m leaving in like three and a half days. Alpha Cale won’t think it for much longer. Colt won’t think it. It’ll be forgotten as I’ll be forgotten when I leave. Nobody will remember me when he has his mate on his arm. Why does that thought physically hurt my body and soul so much? I almost want to curse the fact that we have fated mates because I think we could’ve been good together in another world. Not even good, we could’ve been great together. We are great together. Just not mates. Well, on the brighter side, if there is such a thing in my life, we’re on our way to the dock to go out on a yacht today. To enjoy the day, the weather, the water, and have some fun before the product launch party in two days.
Calendar Mate 14
Well, that was an unexpected but very welcome surprise. Gives a whole other meaning to lunch break. The only thing that would’ve made it better is if I could’ve returned the favor, but I know Colt wanted to be discreet and I would never disrespect his position with others around. I’ll make it up to him later. And speaking of later, his promises for tonight made me desperate for it to be tonight already. But I did want to enjoy our yacht day. We made light conversation while we were eating. I could tell he was excited and anxious about his product launch. While we were finishing up eating, I heard my phone ding with a text message. Auntie Ro: Change of plans, the Alpha that needs a sister had a delay, so he doesn’t need you yet. With the short notice, a vampire prince has booked you. Hope you don’t mind. Don’t forget to get redone before you go to him. A vampire? Not sure how I feel about that. As long as he doesn’t use me as a blood bag for the month, I’d make it work because that’
Calendar Mate 15
Giggling all the way to the bedroom, he passes the bed and takes us into the bathroom. He clicks a few buttons, and the shower starts. I thought we would get right to it, but after the day in the sun and water, I’m not going to complain about a warm, steamy shower… with Colt. I slip off his hoodie and my white bikini top and bottom. My skin looks gloriously tanned as I look at my reflection in the mirror. He steps out of his bathing suit, and we cross the cold tile floor to step into the shower. The warm water running over our bodies soothed our aching muscles. Both of us moved the shower heads in the right position to make sure we were both getting soaked by the water. Colt gets close pressing his chest against my back and licks a stream of water from my ear down to my neck and back up. “You are so fucking beautiful,” he says as he nips my earlobe, his cock hard against my ass. “Mmmm,” I purr at him, turning around so we’re face to face, wrapping my hands around his neck and pushin
Calendar Mate 1
Being in the shifter world, it’s easy to believe in love. Knowing somewhere in the world, your mate who is made just for you is waiting to be found to complete your soul. For you to love, cherish, eat, sleep, and breathe for. I used to believe in love until I didn’t. It first started with Tucker, my high school crush. My sweet, blonde hair, blue-eyed history study partner. I don’t know if I was bad at history or if I just wanted to have a reason to be close to him. I gave him my everything… my heart, my time, and all my firsts. He was mine until I found him fucking the school’s mean girl behind the bleachers and I didn’t need to turn 18 or the mate bond to tell me we weren’t meant to be. Then, there was Nash. I met him while I was bartending saving up for college. Must’ve been my rebel stage, but there’s something about a bad boy giving you attention that makes you just crave it even more. And the more he gave, the more I wanted. We spent most of our time drinking and fucking. I didn
Calendar Mate 2
Alpha Colton Rhodes of the Mountain Moon Pack. Alpha Colton. His name sounds good rolling off my tongue. Confident, strong, sexy, just like the man in the picture staring back at me. Hmm, something had to be wrong with him, that’s all I could think of as I continually flick my eyes back to his picture as I’m sitting on my bed trying to read the profile summary and rules my auntie sent me. Key word, trying. I swear I’m trying to read these damn rules, but my eyes keep getting drawn to his picture. I shake my head at myself, this is a bad sign already. I haven’t even met the guy and he’s distracting as hell. 1. Always be prepared and look presentable. We have provided the client with sizes so they can provide you with a wardrobe that will suit what they need you for. You should never be unprepared for what they need you for; meaning hair styled, nails polished, makeup done, clothes ironed, and a constant dazzling smile. Well, thank Goddess for a personal stylist since my wardrobe co
Calendar Mate 3
The gym room was glorious. It had everything you could need. I used my free time lifting some light weights and running on the elliptical. I didn’t end up seeing Colt again but figured he was behind a desk somewhere in the pack house. While I was finishing off in the sauna, a small, dainty woman dressed in a pair of black pants and a polo pushed the door open and entered with a tray. She had some Fuji water bottles in one corner, some hand towels in the next corner, and three bowls, one with some fresh berries, one with mixed nuts, and one with little cubed cheese took up the other half of the tray. “Here you go, dear,” she says as she sets down the tray between us. Her silver-gray hair, pale blue eyes, and warm aura made me feel like I was sitting with my nana. “Hi, I’m Layne.” I take a hand towel and wipe my hands so I can indulge in the hodge-podge charcuterie board she brought me. It was so thoughtful of her and looked absolutely delicious after my workout. She smiled and held o
Calendar Mate 4
We returned to the pack house at the end of the evening, and I practically ran to my room so I wouldn’t jump on him. The sexual tension between us was so thick you could cut it with a knife. As much as I wanted him, I kept telling myself to not get attached to him. I was only his for a month. He’s incredibly charming and so sweet, he includes me in conversations and makes me feel wanted. I don’t think I’ve felt this way in a long time. I want him… yet I need to stay away. That is proving to be an impossible task. But why couldn’t we have fun? We were both consenting adults that were going to be around each other for the next three weeks. And if the chemistry that has been building between us means anything, I bet my life he’s a God in bed. Why wouldn’t I want that? I could venture to say that he would be better than all my previous sexual experiences c
Calendar Mate 5
The next day, I woke up feeling better than I have in a long time. After the amazing everything but sex-capade, I made my way back to my room, cleaned up in the most luxurious shower, and launched myself into the cloud-like mattress I get to call my bed for the next 21 days. I pull the comforter off and notice my envelope that was slid under my door. The smell of bacon led me to the kitchen where Ms. Bryant had a small little breakfast buffet ready for Colt and me. A beautiful spread of scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, and some berries. Oh my Goddess, yum! Clearly, we worked up an appetite for this morning because we polished off the whole spread easily while we went over the schedule for the week. We discussed who we were meeting with, the dress code, and what time we needed to leave for each event. Oddly enough, this whole arrangement felt like a real job. And I’m actually enjoying myself. I mean how could I not enjoy being with a super-hot and charming Alph
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