Reviews for Susi Hawke

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Even if it smushed my hair, helmet head was worth every exhilarating second I spent riding on Devon’s motorcycle. Also, I didn’t hate having to wrap my arms around his waist or leaning against that broad back while we rode.

We didn’t go far, but then he’d told me we wouldn’t. Apparently he didn’t like to get on the highway without being dressed for it. Or as Devon put it, even wolves can get road rash. Personally, I was waiting to see him in his leathers.

I’d watched every season of Sons of Anarchy and hadn’t missed the fact that I was getting my own real-life Jax. Only without the drugs and arms dealing. Although… he did say something about running a pot farm.

It occurred to me I probably shouldn’t find that idea as hot as I did, at least not while I was shoved up so close he could feel my erection. Not that I had any control over it, sitting on a powerful, vibrating sex machine on two wheels would get anyone hard.

Also? His scent was doing funny things to me. He smelled like a true California boy, all ocean breezes with a rich, nutty undertone, kind of like the walnut groves upstate where my gramps had grown up.

Mostly, he smelled like… mine. Like I’d come home after a lifetime of being lost in the wilderness.

Shit, look at me getting all poetic. My friends would eat me alive over their brunch mimosas if they ever heard the sappy stuff running through my mind. I pushed those friends to the back of my mind. They were part of the human world. If I was starting this new adventure, becoming part of a pack, I should probably begin by embracing my wolf and putting my human life behind me.

At least… the human part that’d lived in the city. I was going to be a country wolf now, dammit. Hmm. That called for a new wardrobe, I’d have to ask Devon about proper farming attire. My thoughts were still swirling when Devon pulled into the parking lot of a chain hotel I recognized from TV commercials. God knew I’d never stayed in one, or expected to. Hopefully there weren’t bugs.

New life, new adventure, remember? Don’t get snobby, it isn’t becoming.

Besides, if my nearest and dearest in my wealthy world had sold me like a used car, why would I want to be like them? Nope, I was going to embrace my Gramps’s philosophy of life—keep an open mind, park my privilege, and embrace change. He swore happiness could be found in the smallest things, now I guess it was time for me to find out if that was true.

After we’d pulled off our helmets, Devon hooked a thumb toward the glass doors. “Holiday Inn okay with you? It was close, and it’s clean. Better than a lot of places I’ve stayed or would pick for myself, but I want you to be comfortable.”

Choosing adventure with my mate was clearly the correct choice. Would he always be so sweet? When an unexpected emotion threatened to clog my throat, I giggled instead, batting my eyelashes as I went for the flirty response.

“As long as you’re here, I’m down for anything. Past me might’ve cracked a joke, but the guy who just got rescued from being auctioned is too happy and too free to gripe about something that silly. Or like the old saying goes—don’t sweat the petty, pet the sweaty stuff.”

Devon snorted, taking my hand as we walked. “I like you, Sky. You’re a funny guy. Seriously though, I have a feeling you’ve never darkened the doors of a normal motel, tell me I’m wrong. Even in those cheap sweats, you stink of class and old money.”

“Okay, you got me. This isn’t my idea of a proper inn. For that, I’d have to take you to this adorable little chalet high in the Alps. The Swiss couple who own it run a tight but luxurious. But this isn’t the Mountain Inn, and it doesn’t need to be. Just give me a shower, a bed, and your arms—preferably in that order.”

“Now that I can do.”

West Coast Wolves Series

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