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Authors: Terra Wolf,Mercy May

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Even worse, no one could locate the CEO for a statement or a solution. No one could locate
me
.

“Shit!” I cursed, flipping off the television and taking the remnants of my breakfast to the sink. With any luck, I’d be able to get the situation turned around and be back in time to see Megan again. As it stood, though, I didn’t have the time to sit around and wait for her to come home or to explain what was going on. All I could manage was a note. I scribbled a few short words down on a piece of paper and placed it on the counter where I hoped Megan would find it, then I ran out the door, still dressed in nothing but my shorts from the night before.

Without a phone, there was no way I could get in touch with my driver, or even order one of those on-demand taxis. Even worse, without any cash on me, I wouldn’t be able to hail an
actual
taxi. Even the bus would be off limits. That meant I had to get to the other side of the city, half-naked, in the middle of the day. Oh, and barefoot, because why the fuck not?

Any other day, I’d have risked shifting and taking to the streets as a bear. Today, though, sucked in that aspect too. Even with my human senses in complete disarray, my bear still refused to budge.

With no other options, I darted toward the nearest stairwell and began my descent. Fortunately, Megan only lived on the third floor of her building, which meant I was on the streets and running at a breakneck pace in a matter of seconds. With my lungs heaving and my body still aching from the night before, I raced toward my own penthouse apartment on the other side of town.

After what seemed like ages, I finally managed to reach my building. My chest was pounding and heart felt like it was going to explode, but I made it. Bloody blistered feet and all.

I strode up to the building, nodding at Jeffrey, the wide-eyed doorman, and entered. Minutes later, I was standing in my own bathroom, climbing into my own shower, and doing a rush-job at cleaning myself off.

Satisfied that I’d managed to erase the stench of my own sweat and blood, I clambered out of the shower, dried off, threw on some deodorant, and made for my closet. I grabbed the nearest suit off the rack - a charcoal colored name brand that cost more than most of Megan’s possessions put together - and threw it on over a light blue button-down. Ignoring the ties stacked neatly in their shelved cubes, I snatched a pair of socks and my shoes, then ran for the exit, grabbing my wallet and work cell-phone off the table in the hallway where I’d left them the day before.

The first thing I did while heading toward the elevator was dial my assistant, Jenna, and let her know that I was on my way to the office. She sounded more surprised that I was alive than anything, but I didn’t give her enough time to comment before hanging up and phoning my driver.

By the time I reached the ground floor, Tony was standing there waiting on me. My driver, Tony, is also my official bodyguard as well as one of the few friends that I had. In fact, after today, he might be my only friend. At a hair over six feet tall and just as muscled as myself, Tony made for quite the vicious shifter himself. Preferring to abstain from violence, however, Tony had settled into a much more docile lifestyle than I had. He was a powerful bear from an old and noble northwestern clan. Why he’d abandoned them for the city, I didn’t know. That was his business and until he decided otherwise, I was fine not knowing.

“Rough night?” Tony questioned, arching an eyebrow in half-curiosity, half-concern.

“Something like that,” I answered, gesturing toward the building’s exit as I continued walking. “Car ready?”

“Gassed up and running,” he shot back. After a few steps, he stuck an arm out at me, stopping me in my tracks, and said, “You could have called.”

On any other day, my bear would have roared at his affront. Instead, I just shook my head emphatically, “Didn’t have a phone. Don’t remember your number.”

Tony harrumphed and pulled back, “After you,
sir
.”

Every now and then, when I got on Tony’s nerves, he’d start with the passive-aggressive role-playing. Any other time I was Kal. When Tony was pissed off, sir. When he got
really
peeved, he’d even taken to calling me master.

Rolling my eyes, I continued on my way, exiting the building and walking up to the black Mercedes parked on the street. I climbed into the passenger seat as Tony made his way around the car, checking my phone as I did. I had over a dozen missed calls, both from co-workers and family, as well as more texts and emails than I bothered to count. Judging by everyone’s reactions, one would think that I’d been missing for months. But for one night?

“What the hell is going on?” I asked Tony when he finally got settled behind the wheel.

“Seriously?” Tony asked flatly, pulling away from the curb and starting us toward the office.

I nodded.

“Huh. It started last night. Talks of a coup or a hostile takeover, whatever. Then, this morning, when the market opened, Hammer Industries started buying
everything
.”

“Wait.
Hammer
is buying out everything? No fucking way Chase is trying to buy us out. His own company is in shambles.” In fact, the last I’d heard, Chase Hammers had disappeared with some girl in Appalachia.

Tony shook his head, “Apparently, Chase Hammers no long owns or runs Hammer Industries. Word is, he sold all of his shares and signed over his rights. There’s some new guy in charge over there, and he’s apparently pretty vicious.”

“Damn,” I mumbled. Chase and I, while direct competitors, had always been amicable. “How did they manage this?”

“Dunno,” Tony shrugged. “But there’s talk it was prearranged. Very sketchy.”

I closed my eyes and squeezed the bridge of my nose in an attempt to stave off an oncoming headache, riding in silence the rest of the way to the office.

Tony parked and I climbed out of the car, doing my best to shield my eyes from the midday sun. My body was still catching up with me, and the last thing I needed was to be seeing spots when I addressed the board.

Forcing myself through a line of media hounds waiting by the building’s entrance, I stepped inside the building and made for the nearest elevator. Fortunately, the elevator was empty, giving me enough time to gather my thoughts.

Okay. Hostile takeover. Hammer Industries. What else?

Before I could answer myself, though, the elevator dinged at my destination and the doors opened, revealing a crowd of employees with frazzled appearances and bloodshot eyes. It felt like walking into a funeral as I stepped through the hallways. Everyone was eerily silent, barely bothering to glance at me as I walked toward my corner office.

I nodded at Jenna as I passed by her, receiving the same half-glance that I’d gotten from everyone else in the office. Inside the office waited the three men I least wanted to see at the moment.

“Jesus, Kalvin, you couldn’t even bother to brush your hair?” Mark Elliot, my CFO, shot at me from behind his thick and graying mustache.

“At least he finally bothered to show up,” Brandon Myers, the head of development, snorted while fingering his horn-rimmed glasses.

“Yeah,
finally
.” Jason Monroe, the company’s vice president, remarked. Of all the people I’d ever known, Jason had the face that most begged to be bashed in. Something about that sharp, crooked nose and those tombstone colored teeth.

“Enough,” I spat, doing my best to assert my dominance in the room. These men worked for
me.
Were wealthy because of
me
. Even if my bear didn’t want to participate, I wasn’t about to be derided by the likes of them. “Catch me up.”

Mark just shook his head, staring at me with a scowl on his face. The others followed suit, each with their own special brand of asshole invisibly stamped on their forehead.

“Fine,” I said, rolling my eyes. “I know about Hammer. Know about the takeover attempt.”

“Attempt?” Jason questioned, arching his eyebrow and
somehow
managing to look even more like the makings of a human punching bag. “No, Kalvin. Not attempt. They
succeeded
. Dare International is
done for
.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Megan

 

To be honest, I had expected to come home to an empty apartment. I’d hoped that Kalvin would still be there, but, let’s face it, billionaires aren’t exactly the type to go slumming with curvy med students. Even if said med students had just saved their lives, apparently. Then again, as a shifter, it’s more than likely that Kalvin’s body would have taken care of itself.

Just thinking about his body had me salivating, and I felt my panties moisten a bit as I let my mind wander over the memories of Kalvin’s hard muscles and perfect six pack. Not to mention his cock. I’d only seen it for a second when he was getting out of the shower, but
holy crap
that thing was a force to be reckoned with.

Shaking off the thoughts, I dropped my backpack to the floor and went to work cleaning off the couch. The sheets, balled up at one end of the couch, smelled musty and cool. It smelled like
him
. I shook my head, doing my best to get past the memory of the man who’d been in my apartment the night before.

You’re never going to see him again, Megan. Get a grip.

I couldn’t deny that there’d been a connection between us, but there was nothing to be done about it now. So, rather than focus on what could have been, I went to thinking about the exam I’d just taken. If my gut was right, I’d aced the exam. It’d be a few weeks before I got the results back, but I was almost positive that I was definitely going to be Megan Holt, M.D. very soon. Just the thought of that brought a smile to my face and a surge of pride to my mind.

After I (reluctantly) dumped the used sheets into the washer, I made my way back to the kitchen, where I found a half-f cup of coffee sitting in the sink along with a bag of bagels, sans one. On the counter beside the sink, a small sheet of paper sat with a note scribbled on it in hurried handwriting.

Work problems. Be back tonight.

My heart almost exploded out of my chest at that, and I spent the next few minutes reading and re-reading the note over and over again, just to ensure that I hadn’t somehow misinterpreted or mangled a five word message. My heart wanted it to be true, knew that it was true, but my brain refused to accept the reality.

He’s coming back tonight!

I threw my hands up in the air, finally accepting the note’s message, and spun around a few times in celebration. When I’d finished my little celebration, I went straight to work. If Kalvin really
was
coming back tonight, he was going to be getting more than just a sheet on the couch and a mussy-haired hostess.

I grabbed a pack of steaks out of my freezer and set them in the sink to thaw. He was probably used to the finest cuts and tastes, but I’ll be damned if I wasn’t going to at least
try
something. I’d been told I could cook a mean steak before and I had every intention of seeing Kalvin again.

With the steaks thawing, I made my way back to my bedroom, grabbing a few things from in there before heading to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and let the water heat up while I undressed and retrieved a washcloth and towel from the linen closet across the hall. Everything gathered, I climbed into the shower and let the warmth pour over me, tracing my hands down my curves as I did, my thoughts returning to my last experience with Kalvin in the bathroom.

He’d been standing there, naked, and in all of his glory. His hard muscles glistened in the water as tiny droplets deliberately fell to his bulging member. I closed my eyes and let my fingers trace their way down between my legs, stifling a small cry as they slipped across my slit. The sensitivity was mounting the more I thought about Kalvin’s perfect body, and soon I was moaning as my fingers began to slip inside the folds of my pussy.

I let my imagination run wild, picturing Kalvin standing behind me in the shower,
his
fingers slipping in between my folds as he thumbed my clit. I imagined him using his free hand to grab one of my breasts, teasing the nipple with his fingers, as he slowly began to thrust his other fingers in and out of my pussy. I pictured him leaning in against me, his cock pressing against my bare ass, as he kissed at my neck, nibbling just enough for me to feel it. I let out a long moan as I climaxed, realizing that my own hands had been doing his imaginary handiwork.

I couldn’t wait for tonight. Couldn’t wait for Kalvin to get there.

I finished up my shower and dried off, then immediately went to applying makeup and getting dressed. Before long, I was wearing a little red strapless dress that accentuated my curves and fell to just above mid-thigh. Pleased with my appearance, I left the bathroom and headed back into the living room. I was just about to check on the steaks when a knock sounded at the door.

He’s back already?!
I shouted in my head, excitement and nervousness claiming equal space in my mind.

Doing my best to shake off the nerves, I walked over to the door and opened it with a smile, “Back so soon?”

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