The Mane Squeeze
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Lock was also smart enough to know that Judys current interest in him was more about the fact that, at least in modeling terms, shed passed her prime. She wanted a man to take care of her as she grew older. Not that hed begrudge her that, but he wasnt that man. She was so busy being fabulous that she was never very interesting. Lock liked interesting.
I like Gwen, he thought with a smile. And if there was nothing else he could say about that woman, he could sure say she was interesting.
So how have things been going with you, Lock?
His real smile faded and he forced on a fake one. Fine, Judy. And you?
And that, as he knew it would, sent Judy off on a good ten minutes of talking about herself. At the seven-minute mark, he looked across the dining table at Ric, who crossed his eyes and tried not to fall out of his chair with boredom. If Lock were more of a predator and less of a bear, hed toss Ric to Judy and hope for the best.
But Judy detested wolves and Lock couldnt do that to any man.
Iona placed two large bowls of berries on the table, swiped up the empty cheese and crackers tray, slapped her sons hand away from the berries, and said to Lock, Did Judy tell you about her newest client?
Shes in Paris, Judy said, gripping her glass of chardonnay. For a photo shoot. Shes gorgeous and I snagged her young. Thirteen.
Lock glanced over at his young niece and could only think of one response. Eew.
Ric snorted and looked away, but his sister cuffed him in the back of the head. A skill shed picked up from their mother.
Lachlan!
Sorry, but shes thirteen! She should be dealing with zits and telling boys no. Not whoring herself out to European designers so Judy can make her twenty percent. And before his sister could yell at him, Lock snarled to Ric, And are you going to answer that phone or am I going to break it? The wolf had it on vibrate and the sound of it was driving Lock insane.
I know its my father. We had one of ourdisagreements earlier today.
Then either turn that phone off Lock said, standing when he heard the front door bell or throw it out the window. But do something.
Lock walked through the house and had his hand on the doorknob when he heard his parents home phone ringing and Ric urgently whispering at him, Dont look surprised!
Jumping a little, Lock glared back at him. The wolf had his phone to his ear and was watching him.
What?
Dont look surprised. He was still whispering. Whatever you do.
Okay. Shaking his head, wondering when everyone around him had lost their minds, Lock pulled thefront door openand stared.
Gwen gazed up at Lock, her eyes wide. What a nightmare this had all been! First, her brother had to drag her into the car. Not because shed been fighting him on goingoh no, she was more than ready to take this stupid, ridiculous sibling fight all the way to its stupid, ridiculous conclusion if it killed them both!but because Ronnie Lee felt the need to come along and Gwen had refused to get in to the car with her. In the end, Gwen had sat up front while Bren, Sissy, and Ronnie Lee got the back. Although any time Gwen had heard any strange noises from the backseat, shed look at themand while Sissy was busy texting someone from her cell, Ronnie and Bren just looked horrified. Gwen didnt know why, though. She was just looking at them over her shoulderor maybe more her spine. But so what?
Tragically, that wasnt the end of the eveningit was only the beginning. Now she was trapped on the MacRyrie porch with Mitch behind her, his hand gripping her shoulder. Hed insisted on walking up to the house with her, and Bren had insisted on coming with Mitch because, Theyre bears, dumb assthey kill.
And that had meant Ronnie insisted on coming with Bren because, The Lord knows I gotta protect that pretty face from those bear claws, and of course that meant Sissy had tagged along, Cause I dont wanna be left out, yall!
Really? Has my life come to this? Really?
Now here they all stood, the grizzly gazing down at her, then at Mitch, Bren, Ronnie, Sissy, and finally back at her. Gwen was seconds from giving up and saying, Fine. Take me back to Philly, when Lock said,
Youre late.
She almost collapsed right there, at his feet. She fought the urge.
Traffic, she managed to get out.
Lucky for you that when it comes to dinner parties, my mother is always running late. He stepped back and held the door open for her. You have time for a drink before dinner.
Great! Mitch said, pushing past his sister and walking inside, the rest of the psychopaths following.
Panicked, Gwen turned to Lock, and he shrugged.
Acting like the King of the Jungle Idiots that he and Bren were, the brothers walked right through the MacRyrie house like they owned it until reaching the dining room.
Gwen rushed in behind them, skirting around Ronnie to get to her brother. I thought you were just dropping me off.
Well leave in a minute. Whats the rush?
Hi, Gwen.
Gwen forced a smile at Ric Van Holtzbecause why should she keep her embarrassment between her family and the bear? She shouldnt. Everyone should know!Hi, Ric.
I like Gwen, he thought with a smile. And if there was nothing else he could say about that woman, he could sure say she was interesting.
So how have things been going with you, Lock?
His real smile faded and he forced on a fake one. Fine, Judy. And you?
And that, as he knew it would, sent Judy off on a good ten minutes of talking about herself. At the seven-minute mark, he looked across the dining table at Ric, who crossed his eyes and tried not to fall out of his chair with boredom. If Lock were more of a predator and less of a bear, hed toss Ric to Judy and hope for the best.
But Judy detested wolves and Lock couldnt do that to any man.
Iona placed two large bowls of berries on the table, swiped up the empty cheese and crackers tray, slapped her sons hand away from the berries, and said to Lock, Did Judy tell you about her newest client?
Shes in Paris, Judy said, gripping her glass of chardonnay. For a photo shoot. Shes gorgeous and I snagged her young. Thirteen.
Lock glanced over at his young niece and could only think of one response. Eew.
Ric snorted and looked away, but his sister cuffed him in the back of the head. A skill shed picked up from their mother.
Lachlan!
Sorry, but shes thirteen! She should be dealing with zits and telling boys no. Not whoring herself out to European designers so Judy can make her twenty percent. And before his sister could yell at him, Lock snarled to Ric, And are you going to answer that phone or am I going to break it? The wolf had it on vibrate and the sound of it was driving Lock insane.
I know its my father. We had one of ourdisagreements earlier today.
Then either turn that phone off Lock said, standing when he heard the front door bell or throw it out the window. But do something.
Lock walked through the house and had his hand on the doorknob when he heard his parents home phone ringing and Ric urgently whispering at him, Dont look surprised!
Jumping a little, Lock glared back at him. The wolf had his phone to his ear and was watching him.
What?
Dont look surprised. He was still whispering. Whatever you do.
Okay. Shaking his head, wondering when everyone around him had lost their minds, Lock pulled thefront door openand stared.
Gwen gazed up at Lock, her eyes wide. What a nightmare this had all been! First, her brother had to drag her into the car. Not because shed been fighting him on goingoh no, she was more than ready to take this stupid, ridiculous sibling fight all the way to its stupid, ridiculous conclusion if it killed them both!but because Ronnie Lee felt the need to come along and Gwen had refused to get in to the car with her. In the end, Gwen had sat up front while Bren, Sissy, and Ronnie Lee got the back. Although any time Gwen had heard any strange noises from the backseat, shed look at themand while Sissy was busy texting someone from her cell, Ronnie and Bren just looked horrified. Gwen didnt know why, though. She was just looking at them over her shoulderor maybe more her spine. But so what?
Tragically, that wasnt the end of the eveningit was only the beginning. Now she was trapped on the MacRyrie porch with Mitch behind her, his hand gripping her shoulder. Hed insisted on walking up to the house with her, and Bren had insisted on coming with Mitch because, Theyre bears, dumb assthey kill.
And that had meant Ronnie insisted on coming with Bren because, The Lord knows I gotta protect that pretty face from those bear claws, and of course that meant Sissy had tagged along, Cause I dont wanna be left out, yall!
Really? Has my life come to this? Really?
Now here they all stood, the grizzly gazing down at her, then at Mitch, Bren, Ronnie, Sissy, and finally back at her. Gwen was seconds from giving up and saying, Fine. Take me back to Philly, when Lock said,
Youre late.
She almost collapsed right there, at his feet. She fought the urge.
Traffic, she managed to get out.
Lucky for you that when it comes to dinner parties, my mother is always running late. He stepped back and held the door open for her. You have time for a drink before dinner.
Great! Mitch said, pushing past his sister and walking inside, the rest of the psychopaths following.
Panicked, Gwen turned to Lock, and he shrugged.
Acting like the King of the Jungle Idiots that he and Bren were, the brothers walked right through the MacRyrie house like they owned it until reaching the dining room.
Gwen rushed in behind them, skirting around Ronnie to get to her brother. I thought you were just dropping me off.
Well leave in a minute. Whats the rush?
Hi, Gwen.
Gwen forced a smile at Ric Van Holtzbecause why should she keep her embarrassment between her family and the bear? She shouldnt. Everyone should know!Hi, Ric.
