Bruin: Bad Bear

After I had eaten dinner—which included a nice fat fish from you-know-who, I sat in my bedroom with a book and worried at my bottom lip with the pen from the earlier experiment, which I’d somehow managed to take with me without even knowing it. Back and forth, I traced it over my bottom lip the same way Caleb had done it before. Would he actually try to see me tonight, I wondered?

The phone rang, and I picked it up.

“What do you want, Bruin?” I asked in a gruff voice.

“Still mad at me?” he asked contritely.

“Maybe.”

“I’m coming over there,” he said decisively. “I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“Somebody will see you,” I reminded him in a worried tone.

“So be it, then,” he said. “I don’t want this tension between us, honey. I need to make certain that we’re okay.”

“We are,” I protested. “I promise. I’m just—I don’t know, I’m feeling grouchy and I don’t know why. Maybe because it’s almost that time of the month again or something, I don’t know.”

Caleb chuckled. “Now I know that we’re okay. Women don’t tell that to a guy they’re intending to break up with, do they?”

I laughed with him. “No, I don’t suppose they do.”

“I’ll see you soon.”

“You’re still going to come over here?” I gasped.

“Of course I am,” he teased. “I need to make sure we get in some intimacy before you turn into a bear all week.”

“Very funny,” I grumbled, and then hung up the phone. I turned off my light and snuggled down into my covers. If he did come in here after that comment, I’d make sure he didn’t get any intimacy from me!

The front door rattled open about fifteen minutes later, and I heard someone come inside and shut it again, turning the lock. My heart sped up as I realized Caleb must be in the cabin now. I pretended to be asleep as he padded into the bedroom and climbed onto the bed beside me. I felt fur brush against my arm, and only then did I realize that he must be in bear form.

“What are you a bear for?” I asked him softly as I ran a hand over his coat.

Shifting, he asked, “Well, how else was I supposed to sneak into your cabin? If I’d come in human form, someone would have seen me for sure.”

“And you really think I’m going to make love to you tonight after what you did, Mr. Bruin?” I complained. “You’ll be lucky if I speak to you for a week.”

“Oh, come on, Marnee, don’t be that way,” he cajoled softly. “Is it wrong of me to want you with all my being? You would deny me what we both want just because I failed to tell you every detail about who I am on a first date?”

“As to that, since it was a first date we probably shouldn’t have been having sex to begin with,” I admitted with a chuckle.

“There is that,” he agreed. “So how about we don’t do what we’re supposed to be doing on a second date either?”

“Do you know what I think?” I asked him then.

“What’s that?” he asked hopefully.

“You’re so naughty you could really use a spanking,” I replied, my eyes lighting with mischief as they gazed into his.

“You’re right,” he agreed, trying to look contrite. “You should totally punish me, Marnee. I’ve been a very bad bear.”

Pulling his belt free of his jeans, I folded it in thirds as I got off the bed and began to pace menacingly. Grinning, Caleb watched my every movement until I barked a stern command. “Roll over and present your ass, Bruin. Now!”

Caleb pulled down his pants and did exactly as he was told. I whipped him about three times, then tossed the belt onto the floor and surged forward, kissing one reddened cheek before he caught ahold of me and threw me onto the bed underneath of him. I giggled as he growled and bent to nibble at my neck.

“Marnee, you’re so beautiful,” he told me. “Please, I want to take you again.”

“Take me, then,” I whispered urgently.

Caleb tugged his pants off the rest of the way, tossing them in the same general direction as his belt had gone. He practically tore my boy shorts off and tossed them as well.

Then we heard the front door. Gretchen’s voice wafted toward my ears.

“Yes, it was a bear, I’m sure of it,” she insisted.

“I’m sure Marnee is perfectly fine,” Melbourne insisted. “Even if a bear did come in here, I’m sure it wasn’t to harm her in any way.”

Our eyes went wide. Caleb leapt off the bed and transformed in an instant, then jumped out the back window. I could hear him running quickly into the woods. I had no time to do more than grab the blanket to cover myself.

“Was there something you two wanted?” I asked irritably.

Taking in the man’s pants on the floor and the wide open window, Gretchen’s mouth fell open and Michael just smirked. “Oh no, Marnee, Gretchen thought she saw a bear. Sorry, it won’t happen again.”

“Was—was Bruin here, or—?” Gretchen wanted to know, but then she shook her head. “Never mind, Marnee, I’m sure I don’t need to know.”

“I’ll tell you tomorrow,” I said. “You’re coming to the field with me in the morning. I’ll tell you everything then.”

“Then he’s agreed?” she asked with an excited smile. “Don’t worry Marnee, all of your secrets will be safe with me. I promise. Including this one that happened just now.”

“That’s good,” I chuckled. “I really don’t think the others need to know.”

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