Dangerously Attracted [Werewolves of Hanson Mall 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free Page B

sunbathe or whatever.”
    “They make swimwear no one can swim in?” asked Berian.
    “Yes, sure. Andreas, if you want to start selling these sorts of things, and I agree you should think of expanding this area of the business, you might consider talking to Quintana. She’d be able to advise you about what would and wouldn’t sell and what women really would like.”
    “You don’t think she might be angry and think I’m competing with her store?” Quintana was very focused on becoming successful. He really didn’t plan on getting in her way. There was no reason to, after all. His fitness center was profitable in its own little sphere.
    “She would only be interested in selling the kind of clothing a woman would wear to lounge around in, not the type of outfit meant to get perspiration on it. You wouldn’t be competing with her, and Quintana has a real talent for choosing things people will buy,” said Dakota.
    “Thank you, Dakota. You’re absolutely right. I’ll do that.”
    Dakota smiled at him and Andreas’s cock went from limp to erect in about a nanosecond. Damn, she was sexy when she smiled. Well, actually she was always sexy. But her smile was an aphrodisiac in itself.
    “We’d better keep moving. See you tomorrow, Andreas.” Dakota walked toward the door and Berian waved and followed her. Lucky Berian, getting to spend hours in her company like that. It was almost worth becoming a security guard just to be with Dakota. But better yet would be convincing her to mate him. Well, him and Lewis. The lone wolf adored her and he couldn’t steal her from him.
     
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    Dakota wished she could stop and talk to Andreas for longer. She liked the blond, blue-eyed, broad shouldered, and devastatingly muscular fitness center manager, and it’d been a while since they’d had a proper conversation. She guessed they were both just too busy. Plus, by the time she came off duty from this shift he needed to be home in bed if he was to be up again in time to open the gym. She sometimes wondered when, or even if, Andreas slept. He was there at six to open up the fitness center. He was there all day, usually at the reception desk greeting customers and talking to them, and he was still there late at night.
    Dakota shrugged. Likely he took a nap in the middle of the day. Although, to be fair, she’d dropped in during her rounds and he was always there. Well, maybe he was just one of those people who didn’t need a lot of sleep. Unlike herself. She got grumpy without a regular seven hours’ rest.
    But when she walked past the fitness center on the way out to the parking lot, although the door was locked, lights were still on inside. She swiped her card, made sure the door locked again behind her, and walked down the dimly lit hallway into the spin room. Dakota leaned against the wall just inside the room and grinned. Andreas and Lewis were on adjacent bikes pedaling furiously. The shorter, slighter man, his light brown hair damp with sweat, was giving the blond owner a good challenge. Dakota watched as the lights on the mini-computers attached to the bicycles flashed out colors and graphs, and then she clapped as both went green with the final result simultaneously.
    Both men turned startled faces toward her, and Lewis’s eyes glistened with fear before he recognized her. Dakota felt a momentary pang of guilt at surprising Lewis, but she was pleased the two men were enjoying themselves in a male bonding kind of way.
    “When do you sleep, Andreas? Don’t you need to open the gym again at six tomorrow?”
    “I never go to bed until after midnight,” he said.
    Dakota noticed he hadn’t answered her question. Okay, he must not need much sleep. She could imagine how much more time in the day she’d have to get things done if she didn’t become so tired.
    Andreas jumped off his bike and walked over to the water cooler, pouring a cup for himself and one for Lewis and then asking, “Water, Dakota?”
    “I’m