Trouble Comes in Threes

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M.A. C
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By
M.A. C
HURCH

Shadows in the Night

Trouble Comes in Threes

Wrapped in Leather

T
HE
G
ODS

Priceless

Perfect

Pure

With Julie Lynn Hayes

M
OONLIT
S
KIES

Be My Alien

Be My Human

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D
REAMSPINNER
P
RESS

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REAMSPINNER
P
RESS

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of author imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Trouble Comes in Threes

© 2014 M.A. Church.

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© 2014 Paul Richmond.

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ISBN: 978-1-63216-550-3

Digital ISBN: 978-1-63216-551-0

Library of Congress Control Number: 2014951384

First Edition December 2014

Printed in the United States of America

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To my fans who’ve stuck with me these past few years. You’re the reason I keep going.

Alicia Nordwell, Julie Lynn Hayes, and Tali Spencer—You ladies rock. Thanks for all the well wishes and support this past year.

Dolf

“I
DESPISE
this place, I want you to know that,” Dolf grumbled, barely suppressing a hiss as he drove down yet another aisle hunting for a parking spot. “I must have lost my mind to even
attempt
to shop after Black Friday. And who was the idiot who laid out these parking lots? They’re not big enough to park a hybrid car in, much less a king cab dually truck. But then, parking this thing inside a city block takes an act of Congress.”

Tal poked Dolf in the ribs. “Stop picking on my truck.”

“Truck, ha. This thing ought to have its own zip code.” Dolf grunted in annoyance when some kid zipped into the spot he’d been eyeing. “Damn kid got my spot.”

“You have truck envy.”

“My ass.”

“And I do envy your ass, even as long as we’ve been mated.” Tal winked. “By the way, quit bitching about that kid. You see, we’re not even on the right side.” Tal pointed to the far side of the parking lot. “What we’re going to buy is on that side of the store. I don’t see the point in parking over
here
, then having to walk a mile to get over
there
. Unless, of course, you just want to.”

“You want to drive?”

“No point now. We’re here.”

Dolf checked his watch. “I bet by the time we get out of here, it’ll be five o’clock. For someone who absolutely hates driving in rush-hour traffic, you might want to rethink that last comment.”

Tal pouted, lower lip pooched out and eyes sad.

“Oh no, don’t even start with the sad, puppy dog eyes. I mean, really.
Puppy
dog
eyes?”

“You’re so mean.”

“No, sweetheart, mean would be making you ride home with your dick out and unable to touch it while I talk dirty to you.”

Tal shifted in the seat. “If memory serves, you
did
do that the last time we were here. Thank goodness it was dark and you have tinted windows.”

A pleasant smile crossed Dolf’s face as he revisited the memory of his mate sprawled out in the seat. “Yup, that was a ride home worth remembering. You were begging by the time we got in the drive.” His voice had a little purr as he spoke.

“As I said: mean.”

“Hey, gotta get my kicks somehow when you drag me here.” Dolf blew out a deep breath as he slowly made his way to the other side of the huge discount hardware store. “When we’re done, you want to grab an early dinner?” Dolf scanned the parking lot. “Gods, isn’t there something closer to the front of the store? Did I mention I hate this place?”

“At least once every five minutes, and yes, dinner sounds good. I heard Sam had his grand opening at Arches a few nights ago.”

“What a name. I love it.”

“Isn’t it? I helped finish a few things right before he opened. He took some flak about the name from some of the… well, employees who are—”

“I know what you mean.” Werecats usually lived separately from human society, but still ran businesses that hired humans. Even though they didn’t like to do that. Then Dolf scowled. “Wait, he was having trouble?”

“It was just all in good fun. He just shrugged, said he liked cats, and that’s what cats do—they arch. Want to stop by his new restaurant?”

“Yes, we’ll eat there,” Dolf said. “I hear they have great steaks. Might even have to have a beer or three after this little adventure.”

“I really don’t get why you hate coming here so much.”

“Because every time I step foot in this place, I end up spending
hours
here. Half the time I’m hunting someone down for assistance. I walk in, and every employee in a five-mile radius disappears.”

“I never have a problem finding someone to help.”

Well, of course Tal didn’t have any problems. Just look at that long, wavy, white-blond hair, those bright blue eyes, and that long, lean, golden, sun-kissed body. Add in the sweet, innocent look and ready smile—and people fell all over themselves to help his sexy mate.