Bjorn Ritter only wants one thing -- to live his life away from nosey, demanding bears. That's easier said than done when you're the son of the female running the Bayside Bear Community. Cecil Baxter might be a bat, but he grew up away from shifter communities and he's doing his best to continue to keep his distance. Shifters aren't an accepting bunch and Cecil has never fit the norm. Already facing a dreaded meeting with his mother, the last thing Bjorn needs is a stranger using his elevator to escape a pack of werewolves. And Cecil, whose day just seems to be getting worse and worse, could really do without the added stress of finding himself trapped in an elevator with a huge bear shifter. Still, what could go wrong in three minutes?

Elevator Pitch

“That counts as two questions.” Bjorn should move away, but he liked the touch of Cecil’s Tree Rex shirt against his bare arm. Carefully, so it wouldn’t be too obvious, he inched his ass closer until their hips almost touched. The heat of Cecil’s body seeped into him and his muscles unclenched a fraction. Damn, he smelled good when he wasn’t panicking.


Cecil was aware of Bjorn moving closer. “Are you cold?”


Bjorn cleared his throat. “That’s three questions.”


“You only answered one, so I don’t think so.” Why did it have to be so dark? And for how long was this blackout supposed to last?


Bjorn’s phone buzzed again and Cecil didn’t need the light to know he’d stiffened.


“Do you want me to read the texts to you?”


Bjorn made a strangled sound. “You’re not wearing any glasses.”


Chapter 8