“I did.” Smiling, Slate looked towards Colton and said, “However, I haven’t asked the subject of your request whether he’d be willing.”
“Be willing to do what?” asked Colton.
“It seems the Doc would like you to stay two more weeks and work under him. Of course, it is really up to…”
Unfuckingbelievable!“Yes, oh my gods! Yes, I want to! I consider it a great honor.” Colton was babbling, but it washis dream was coming true. He would be doing what he wanted to do since he was a little boy. Working with Frontline Doctors! In a remote area with wolf shifters who needed his help.Oh shit, what about his Jackson?“Ahh, Slate, did you speak to Steel about this?”
“No, and I won’t. You were given four weeks down here so as far as I’m concerned, you still have work to do such as training the medical personal on the new medical equipment we installed. Okay? But the rules still apply.”
“Absolutely! I promise. When do I start?”
Juan and Slate burst out laughing at Colton’s eagerness, and after conquering his laughter, Dr. Luna said, “How about tomorrow morning?”
“Okay. I’ll be here early, don’t worry,” he said. Then noticing Slate groaning, he turned to him. “What-t-t-t???”
“No, it’s okay” Slate said, “but if you want to be here early then we are headed for an early bedtime. I’m exhausted. Come on, let’s go home and I’ll make us an early dinner.”
Juan watched his two friends leave the party which still had a long way to go before it ended. He was glad Slate decided to let Colton stay because he was eager to see what the young man could do. If he wasn’t mistaken, Colton was a natural healer—a rara avis—or in other words, a rare bird. He knew they existed but never met one. If his intuition was correct, he wondered if Colton knew what he was. Hmm, he couldn’t imagine he didn’t because his shaman would have identified him before his first birthday. Tomorrow was going to be interesting.
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He turned over in bed, restless and frustrated because Ian wouldn’t let him come. Colton’s cock was hard, leaking a steady stream of tasty liquid, as Ian loomed above him staring into Colton’s eyes, lust and desire reflected on his face. His hips were thrusting hard against the man who haunted his dreams for months. He could hear the moans and whimpers leaving his mouth and bouncing off thewalls of his bedroom. Ian gripped his cock fiercely, refusing to stroke it. Colton’s need rose to incredible heights until the dam broke and cum poured out of his rod, covering Ian with his sweet cream.
Awaking in a sweat, Colton bolted upright, realizing it was another wet dream about the man he came to Mexico to escape.Shit, why today of all days?When his lifelong dream would become real—working with a Frontline Doctor. He thought he’d finally shaken Ian Wallace off and was free of his influence, but obviously not. Thank goodness, he wasn’t going home for two more weeks. He had to do something, especially after reading those emails from his brothers about the fun they had in Seattle. He needed a vacation filled with fucking to get rid of his cock’s fixation over Ian. Maybe Jackson could send him and his brothers for another mini break before the pup came. Like right after he got home,yeah.
Colton was roused out of bed by the scent of coffee. After trying to wipe his cum off the sheets with only minimal success, he took a quick shower and then ambled out to the kitchen. Pouring a cup of lifeblood for himself, he set it in front of him on the kitchen island. He sighed. If ever there was a morning he needed to charge his batteries, this was it. He wanted to be fresh for his first day at work—instead he was dragging his tail from a restless night filled with erotic dreams.
Shit.These dreams had to stop because his future assignments might not be places Ian would want to go. Not that Colton ever wanted to be mated. No, he better get used to his hand if he planned to work for Frontline Doctors; there didn’t seem to be any other choices for him to sate his sexual desires. The organization only operated in remote areas where clubs for picking up a quick fuck were next to none.Hmmm, maybe if he picked up some toys—like the Wolfman Dildo—he could use itwhile he jerked off and it might help him forget Dr. Wallace. Colton wasn’t going to let any man stand in his way to live his dream, no matter what the guy’s voice did to him.
“Ready to start working with Juan today?” Slate asked, coming into the kitchen and pouring a cup of coffee.
“Yup. I still can’t believe I’ll actually be with patients…it’s the first time since I went into hiding with my brothers after the massacre. I mean, except for Jackson. Don’t get me wrong, I love what I’m doing for him and it’s so cool to be part of medical history, but this here? Well, it’s my dream and what I trained for.”
Slate nodded. “I know what you mean. It’s the same for me. From the very first, I always wanted to be out in the field, in-person and hands-on with projects Dire Enterprises was doing. It worked out perfectly because Steel is an office man. His love is strategy and doing the long term plans for the goals of the companies.”
“My brother Carson is like that,” Colton said, homesickness flooding his heart. It was the first time the triad had been separated and it was harder than he ever thought it would be. Then, remembering a question he thought of last night in bed, Colton asked, “What did you tell your brother about staying longer?”
“Ahh… I didn’t go into specifics but said Dr. Luna requested our help in teaching everyone about the different equipment and how it operates. I promised I’d be at your side at all times, so I’m in for a gory time, I guess,” Slate said, looking a little pale.
Colton chuckled. “I’m going to owe you big. But don’t worry. I don’t think Dr. Luna is going to have me do anything major. I’m just glad to get the chance to follow him around and watch what he does.”
“That would be good. How do breakfast tacos sound to you? I make them with chorizo, egg and potato.”
“Definitely delicious. Can I have all of your Mexican recipes? My brother Dakota would dig making these dishes as much as everyone would dig eating them. Wait until you taste his cooking. His goal is to open a restaurant catering to wolf shifters.”
Slate looked over at Colton, seeing the sorrow in his eyes about his brother’s lost dream and could now understand why Steel was fighting so hard to give this pack their lives back. Finishing the tacos, he plated them, adding hot salsa and sour cream on top before bringing them to the table. Colton groaned after taking his first mouthful. Smiling, Slate said, “I’ll take that as a compliment for my cooking.”
Colton wiped his mouth. “Oh gods, yes. It’s so fantastic, I know Dakota will have to make a lot of them, and often, especially the way Jackson is eating right now.”
“Is that because of his pregnancy?”
“Yeah, Oracle told us Jackson would start to eat a lot once he passed the morning sickness stage. Boy, was she right. My brother consumes so much food at each meal, he even takes from Steel’s plate. But Steel doesn’t mind, as far as I can tell.”
“Really? My brother allows Jackson to eat from his plate? Holy crap, hehaschanged.”
“They’re very much in love. I enjoy watching them interact and get a good feeling from them. Right now, my brother is trying to get us all to watch our language because as he says, ‘When Junior joins us, I absolutely don’t want his first word to be ‘fuck.’”
Slate burst out laughing., “Yeah and how’s that working out?”
