The Pack's Doctor by Cooper

Chapter 13

Yara

1 laugh when I’m embarrassed. It’s a completely inappropriate response, but I can’t seem to help myself. So, when Warren pulls away from our kiss, a iss that I totally got swept away in, i mortified. He’s naked and I’m practically naked and I was pressing my body against h. If Charlie hadn’t interrupted us, there’s no telling what would have happened. And Warren is still recovering. At least that’s what I tell myself.

Of course, the only way for me to hide my inappropriate response is to press my face against Warren’s bare chest, his rock- hard chest. Wow! My fingers twitch to touch him, to see if every muscle on his body is this hard and strong. As a doctor who worked in the human hospitals, I know what a ‘muscular man feels like. Compared to them, Warren feels like granite.

So now I’m even more embarrassed. I have no idea how to get out of this gracefully, but when I look up, ready to make some snarky comment, Warren’s face, usually so fierce and intense, is soft and there’s a hint of a smile on his face. Shir! If 1 thought the man was sexy before, putting a smile or his face makes him panty–dropping sexy. And his eyes may be soft, but they are no less intense.

“I love the sound of your laugh. You should laugh more,” he says softly, his deep voice making my core clench. I swear feel my arousal dripping down my thighs and based on the way his nostrils flare, I’m pretty sure it did.

I can

“Right, well, you should smile more,” I say quickly ducking under his arm and away from him. I can barely breathe when he’s looking at me like that.

“Here’s a towel,” I say, handing it to him without looking at him. When he doesn’t take it, I hands, pushing my t–shirt over my head, making me yelp in surprise.

“What are you doing?” I exclaim.

tart to turn, only to feel his

“You’re dripping water all over my floor. You wouldn’t want me to slip and fall, would you?” he asks in a teasing tone.

I open my mouth to say something, realizing again that I feel caught in the trap of this man’s eyes. However, when his eyes. begin drinking in my body, I snatch the other towel I brought for me and quickly wrap it around myself.

Once again, my cheeks are so hot that I feel like they’re on fire. But when I look back at him, he’s smiling that sweet smile at

me

“You’re beautiful. But I was right, you’re too thin. Come on, let’s go eat,” he says, finally wrapping his towel around his waist.

“I’ll meet you out there. I need to put some clothes on.”

waiting for him to walk out as I clutch the towel to my body. Finally, he begins to hobble past me and at the last minute, he grabs the corner of

you need a towel, you know where to find me,” he smirks before walking

hanging wide open, before I snap

got these because they have a drawstring. Thankfully, Warren has a narrow waist and hips, with the most incredible adonis belt I’ve ever seer. His

me? Get your head out of clouds, Yar,” I tell myself. When I pull the shirt on over my head, I realize that I probably didn’t need the shorts. The man is so broad and already being taller than I am, his shirt

out of my

out into Warren’s bedroom, I see that he’s set

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company, and I’m very interested to know what you were thinking about when your head was in the

that, looking around

I had no intention of letting him see what’s mine, especially after I snagged your towel. I was really hoping

out to me. “I don’t

you are mine. Well, that and I have no intention of ever letting another man have you. So in that instance, I guess it is rather

used it?” I ask, as

share My bed. If you ever take another man to bed, I will kill him. I will not share your kisses, your love, or your body with anyone, except with our pups,”

me! What if

realize it instantly as his face

off of him.

is he? I will kill him,”

said ‘what if, not that I do,” I say

me against him. “You are mine,

down, kissing me quickly, but

You can’t just go around

Yara. I protect what’s mine. This pack is mine, you are mine, and someday

think about what he’s said, ignoring the pup part for now, as I follow him to the makeshift table he’s set up. He pulls out a chair for me in an unexpectedly gentleman–like fashion, before sitting across from me.

pick at my food, still thinking