Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Lessons for Lewis by Amber Kell
Lewis Larson thinks he'll have a female mate. His goal to eventually settle down with a woman and have a bunch of children hits a snag when a sexy vampire crosses his path.
John Lesley knows he wants the adorable werekin as soon as he sees him. Unfortunately, convincing a commitment shy wolf to bond with a vampire proves difficult when family, enemies, and a trio of babies gets involved.
Lewis Larson chugged down his beer then motioned the bartender for another. He'd lost his last grip on sobriety a few drinks ago. It took a lot to get a werekin drunk, but Lewis knew with his complete dedication to the task, he could achieve total blackout. Liquidy oblivion sounded fabulous. He needed to forget John Lesley, the man who had all the scent characteristics of a mate. John smelled like everything good and right in Lewis's world. As much as it would kill him to admit it, the handsome vampire smelled like home.
No way could Lewis have a male partner for life. John might be the sexiest vampire he'd ever seen, smelled, or tasted but he couldn't settle down with a guy. He planned to have the whole enchilada of a wife and tons of little werebabies. A man couldn't give him that.
"Hi there, gorgeous," a raspy female voice said.
Lewis blinked at the pretty blonde who hopped up on the barstool beside him. She had all the traits he looked for in a woman. Pretty eyes, well-formed body in a slinky dress, and a mouth to die for.
"Hello," he replied.
He admired her sparkly earrings and the well-sculpted curve of her brow. He appreciated a woman who took care of herself. Leaning forward, Lewis took a quick sniff. She smelled good, not as amazing as John, but good. With a surge of unexpected willpower, Lewis banished the image of John from his mind.
Werekin and vampire mates didn't mix.
He had to remember that. As accepting as his parents were of Tam choosing a male mate, at least Lewis's brother had picked an Alpha wolf. A leader everyone respected. Lewis shuddered over the thought of bringing a vampire home to the family. His brothers would have all kinds of things to say about his choice.
"Are you here all alone?" The blonde looked down at her empty wine glass and spun it with her fingers while she waited for his response. He could almost feel the nerves strumming through her. She wasn't as calm and collected as she tried to pretend.
"Yep. All alone." He had planned to keep it that way too, but something about the blonde caught his attention.
It took him a minute to realize she smelled good. He shook his head to clear it. Maybe he should've gone directly home instead of stopping by the bar closest to the studio before heading to his family.
The house didn't feel the same without Tam. Until now, Lewis always had his younger brother to talk to if he had any problems in his life. Now with Tam living with Valko, his mate, Lewis couldn't just bounce into his brother's bedroom and pour out his heart.
"Maybe I can give you some company?" she purred, boldly stroking Lewis's thigh with her left hand.
Normally an aggressive lover took away some of the attraction, but tonight Lewis needed to forget the man he truly longed for.
Lewis returned her smile as he purposely pushed away thoughts of vampires. "Can I buy you a drink?"
* * * *
Five Months Later
Lewis stepped cautiously off the elevator. Lifting his head, he gave a careful sniff and smiled when he could only detect the receptionist's light perfume. Tam had asked him to pick up some paperwork he'd forgotten at John Lesley's office. Lewis worried he'd run into the vampire again. He'd successfully avoided John for several months now and he hoped to keep it that way.
Since Lewis's studio was only a few blocks from Tam's employer, it would be petty of him to refuse his brother's request, especially since Tam had just bought the studio for Lewis. The light-filled, downtown space had twenty-four hour security that kept Lewis safe during his bursts of midnight creativity. Although he had a room at his parents' house, lately he'd felt the urge for more space.
The memory of his last encounter with John made him shiver. One kiss and a small grope shouldn't have turned his inner wolf into a wimpy, needy bitch who wanted to roll over and expose his belly. He readjusted the backpack on his right shoulder and tried to calm his animal half.
The pretty receptionist gave him a bright smile she'd polished like a new penny.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
"I'm here to pick up some paperwork for Tam Larson," Lewis explained.
Her professional smile warmed at his words. "You must be Lewis. Tam told me you'd be stopping by. I'll let Mr Lesley know you're here."
"No! I mean you don't need to disturb him. Can't you just sneak inside and grab it for me?" He gave her his best, charming smile, hoping desperately she'd take the hint and not ask any probing questions.
Please don't make me see John, Lewis chanted in his head.
She leaned forward and asked with a conspiratorial air. "Are you afraid of him because he's a vampire?"
"Yes," he lied easily, giving a not completely fake shudder.
She didn't have to know his unease stemmed from the surge of lust he got whenever he remembered a certain vampire nibbling on his neck. He feared John's bite, but for an entirely different reason than she suspected. The hunger surging through him at the mere thought of the John Lesley meant Lewis, more than anything, needed to stay away.
He didn't receive the help he'd hoped for.
"It'll be okay. I've been with Mr Lesley for three years now and I've never known him to attack anyone," she said in a reassuring tone.
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