Arctic Winds

Chapter 7

“Unbelievable,” Jason angrily whispered, yet again. He looked at the wolf sitting in the front seat next to him. “I told you to take care of her!”

Jason glanced in the rearview mirror at the wet arctic fox. Unconscious, she was spread out over the entire backseat of his car. She looked a bit like a big rat with her white fur plastered against her skin. “What, exactly, made you think skinny dipping in the very public park fountain was a good idea?”

The wolf looked at him with her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth. As he stopped at a red light, she put front paws on his thigh and licked his face.

“Ugh, stop,” he exclaimed, wiping his face and pushing her back onto the passenger seat. “You’re already getting my car wet, do you need to get me wet, too?”

A goofy wolf grin and soft chuffing was his only answer.

“Unbelievable,” he breathed out softly to himself.

He’d been unable to sleep, his mind drifting to thoughts of Samantha and conjuring all the things he wanted to do with her, for her and to her. Eventually, he decided to take a drive, hoping it would clear his head.

He’d been driving past the park when he smelled them. He knew Laurie too well, and suspected she was doing something he wouldn’t approve of. Deciding to investigate, he’d followed his nose until he came upon them dancing in the fountain, naked. Laurie noticed him immediately and shifted into her wolf form. He heard the cracks of her joints, signifying her shift, but wasn’t paying attention. All his focus was on Samantha as she continued dancing. She hadn’t noticed him or Laurie’s sudden transformation. Bathed only in moonlight, she was gorgeous and for a moment all he could do was bask in her creamy white complexion and stare at her small breasts as they gently swayed with her movements. Her body was lean and perfectly proportioned, with slight curves in all the right places. The moonlight glorified her skin as if it had found a perfect canvas to paint on. The thought of her stunning figure out in the open for anyone to see was infuriating. Taking a quick look around, he was relieved to find the park deserted.

Samantha didn’t stop dancing until Laurie, in wolf form, rubbed up against her leg. She looked at Laurie in confusion for a moment before glancing around and spotting him. Yelping, she quickly shifted into a small and adorable white fox.

As soon as Samantha had fully shifted, she immediately scrambled from the water, but by that time she was thoroughly soaked. She looked at him shyly with those soft brown eyes, water dripping down her face, and he had absolutely melted. The tension he felt at finding them exposed drifted away. It was as if there was a switch buried deep inside him only Samantha could reach.

Sighing in resignation, Jason had picked up their discarded clothes and ushered them into his car. Laurie had always been a bit of a wild child, which was one of the reasons the brothers hadn’t brought her into their software developing business; well, that and her complete inability to program. Laurie had always preferred the comfort of paper books to computers. He couldn’t believe Samantha had gotten pulled into Laurie’s scheme. Had the smell of tequila not infused their very beings, he might not have believed it at all. But “tequila” and “common sense” weren’t often used in the same sentence.

He pulled into Laurie’s driveway and got out of the car. As he grabbed her clothes and went to unlock her door, Laurie looked over at the backseat and barked questioningly.

“There’s no way I’m leaving her with you after that stunt. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of her.” She threw him another goofy wolf grin. He opened her front door and waited for her to enter before tossing her clothes in after her, hitting her square on the head.

Samantha stretched as she woke. She stopped suddenly when she realized three things: one, she was naked; two, she was in a bed; and three, she wasn’t at Laurie’s or anywhere else she recognized.

Suddenly wide awake, Samantha clutched the blanket around herself as she got out of the bed. She looked around nervously, but couldn’t find her clothes anywhere. Quickly evaluating her choices, she started nimbly sneaking out of the room, keeping low to the ground hoping to avoid detection. She found herself in a living room. A door across from her looked like it led outside.

She made it to the door and put her hand on the knob when a voice startled her from behind.

“Don’t even think of exiting this house before you get dressed.”

Samantha straightened and turned to face Jason, oddly comforted once she heard the rich tones of his voice. As soon as he spoke, her muscles instantly relaxed and the need to flee vanished. She knew she was safe in his presence. He was standing at the top of the staircase fully dressed and looking good enough to eat.

“Are you going to say anything or just stand there and stare?”

“Where am I? And why am I, uh, naked?”

He stared at her for a moment, then asked, “How much of last night do you remember?”

Samantha thought back to the previous night. Everything was a blur. “I went to Laurie’s house. We made margaritas.”

“Do you remember the park?”

“The town park?” she asked. At his nod, she racked her brain but couldn’t remember anything happening at the park. “No, I don’t. Did we go there?”

“You went swimming.”

“There’s a pool at the park?”

“No. In the fountain. I found you and Laurie skinny dipping.”

Samantha struggled to remember as she stared at him in horror.

“You’re cute when you’re a fox, by the way. Even when you’re soaking wet.”

“Oh.” A sense of relief flooded through her. “You mean, we shifted and played in the fountain.”

“No. I mean you went skinny dipping. The shifting came after I found you. And, to answer your first question, this is my house. I brought you back here after I took Laurie home.”

Oh dear God. Now that he mentioned it, snippets of memories from the previous night were coming back to her. She groaned and dropped her head into the hand not holding up the sheet. She heard him moving down the stairs toward her but couldn’t bring herself to look until she felt him touch her.

He gently swept a lock of hair behind her ear and she looked up to find him staring at her tenderly. “Don’t worry, I’m pretty sure I was the only one who saw you.” He grinned down at her with a devilish look on his face. “And I didn’t see anything I won’t see–” His hand came up and rubbed her arm. “touch–” He lowered his head and rubbed his lips at the spot where her neck met her shoulder. “and taste, eventually.”

As he continued to nuzzle her neck, she felt herself melting into his embrace. He nipped his teeth lightly, causing her to moan before gently licking the ache away. Samantha fisted her hand in his hair and tried to pull him closer.

“Mmm, you taste delicious. I could eat you for breakfast.” He nibbled a trail up the side of her neck until his breath fell against her ear. “But I’m guessing you’re going to need some real food to soak up all that alcohol. Why don’t you go upstairs and take a shower, and I’ll whip us up some pancakes.”

Groaning, Samantha tried to pull him closer, her body denying his plan to leave. Chuckling softly, he gently pushed her away.

“No, no, little heart. We can continue this later tonight.” Jason leaned down and placed a chaste kiss on her nose. Samantha looked up at him and could do nothing but nod.