Shifters' Captive:Magical Menages 1(59)

By: Bonnie Dee

“Maybe I will. I’ll think about it.” But she doubted she would.

The smell of brewing coffee wafted from the other room along with the aroma and sound of sizzling bacon.

Grant rolled off the bed. “Guess we should go help so he doesn’t complain.”

“He never complains. You just enjoy goading him.” Sherrie slipped into John’s Colorado U T-shirt and followed Grant to the kitchen where John was preparing a late evening breakfast.

“Won’t you be going out hunting soon?” she asked.

“Not tonight. Not me, anyway, I can’t speak for Grant. I smell rain coming and it’s pretty cozy indoors.”

“She’s domesticated you, Balto,” Grant teased. “Next time I come around, you’ll be wearing a collar and leash.”

Sherrie grinned and waggled her eyebrows at John when he looked at her. “A leash and collar sounds kinda sexy to me. What do you think? Are metal spikes too much?” John smiled back at her and mouthed silently, “We’ll talk.” Grant seemed to think John lacked a sense of a humor, but he had no idea.

Sherrie watched the two men chopping onions and frying potatoes and thought this was exactly what people meant by domestic tranquility. She’d never been happier. Part animal though they might be, John and Grant were more human than some of the guys she’d dated in L.A.

She thought back to the night John had snatched her off the street as she trudged home from work.

She’d never have imagined her kidnapper would turn out to be her lover and one of the best men she’d ever met. And Grant? Well, she still wasn’t quite sure where he and his polyamorous nature fit into the equation, but he certainly kept things spicy for them.

She loved her new life, but maybe it was time to go see her mother and ask a few questions about her memories of Sherrie’s dad. Surely someone in Browning would have at least one picture of the man, and maybe her mom would recognize his face. But Sherrie knew she’d return to Browning where at long last she’d found a home.

At that moment, both shifters happened to look at her, brown eyes and golden both glowing with affection. Sherrie smiled at them and mentally repeated that last comforting thought. I’m home.

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