Dawg Town: Homecoming Out Now!
Dawg Town: Homecoming
Blurb:
Cat shifter Alina Bloome has been gone from Barkus for five years. Now she's back and her childhood crush has declared her his. Still hurting from his rejection before she left, she's decided he's going to have to work very hard to get her. Handcuffs wouldn't hurt either.
Werewolf and honorary member of the Prairie Dawgs Taylor MacKeller has been biding his time, waiting for Alina to come of age and come home. Now that she's back in town, she's his for the taking and he's got the handcuffs to help in his task.
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Dawg Town: Homecoming
Selena Illyria
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Copyright ©2009 Selena Illyria
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Alina popped the trunk and got out of the car just as Kitty came rushing off the porch.
"Hey, Lina, welcome home!" Her friend enveloped her in a big bear hug and then stepped back. Kitty's dark brown gaze looked her over from head to toe. "Still haven't grown some."
"Shut up, not everyone can be all tall and curvaceous like you." Alina laughed and made her way to the back of the car.
"Yes, well, it's a gift really, that and my flawless milk chocolate complexion and fabulous hair." Kitty laughed and joined her at the trunk. "Damn girl, you have a lot of luggage. You didn't say, are you moving back or not?"
"I'm coming home. I decided on the plane. I'm tired of moving around and crashing on a friend's couch. That was good for college and vacations, but it wasn't good for me. Now I'm older and I need a solid base, you know?"
"So this has nothing to do with Taylor?"
Heat rushed to Alina's face at the mention of her childhood crush. Her heartbeat picked up as an image of his face rose before her eyes. She could see his features clearly; his shoulder length, messy, ink black hair that just begged for fingers to be run through it, the square jaw that always had a five o'clock shadow even at eight in the morning, his long, straight nose and hooded, storm gray eyes that were framed by sooty black lashes.
Just the image made her body clench in need. Her pussy tingled with awareness. She bit her lip to keep from sighing or groaning. After all these years she still wanted him. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, trying to pull herself together.
"You do know you'll see him, right? As soon as your car was spotted, you knew this was going to happen. The word is out that you're back. It's a small town. Everyone's a busybody. I'll give you some warning, though, that cat shifter that moved in a year ago, the one that I told you about, has her eyes on him."
"I'm not going to fight for him. I refuse to do that. If he wants to be with her, so be it. I told him how I felt before I left. He just wished me a safe trip and walked away. I don't want to go through that again. I refuse to make a fool of myself over some guy who doesn't want me."
"Are you trying to tell me something?" Kitty asked.
Alina's eyes opened and she looked at her friend. Sadness rose up to quash the simmering arousal. "No, hon, he wants you, he's just too stupid to see that. If he refuses to defy his parents to be with you, what good is he?"
"You're right. I just wish I could make myself fall in love with someone else. Enough moping about guys. Let's get your luggage into the house." Kitty grabbed a few bags and headed back for the porch.
"I just wish I could make myself forget about him," Alina said softly before grabbing some of her luggage and heading for the house. She laughed when she saw Kitty standing on the porch looking helpless.
"The key would be nice, wouldn't it?" Alina called out before joining Kitty at the front door.
"Shut up."
Alina smiled. It was nice to be home.
