Chapter 36

The scent of fresh fried chicken and homemade biscuits made his stomach growl. He’d debated what to fix before going with a picnic staple. With the amount and the variety of side dishes, he knew TJ would like something. If the guy accepted the offer of a shared meal in the first place. A big if, at that.

Worry fluttered in Donovan’s stomach. He’d given TJ plenty of chances. One more rejection and he’d have to walk away. That’s what a rational man would do.

Since when are you rational?

Donovan grinned slightly at the words in his mind from his inner bear. Good point. But this is a make or break day.

Grizzlies are a pain in the ass.

Tell me about it.

But he smells so good.

Donovan heard the low growl of want carried in his polar’s tone. He didn’t have to guess what the beast wanted. He knew because it was the same thing he desired above all else right now.

Maybe you can put in a good word for me with his grizzly.

He’s snotty.A disdainful huff followed.