Smitten Heroes 3

Get ready to laugh and swoon with this boxset featuring eight short, steamy insta-love romantic comedies. These stories are all about quick sparks, lots of laughs, and zero drama. These possessive heroes stumble into love faster than you can say “match made in heaven,” while their stubborn, curvy soulmates give them a run for their money.

Included in this collection:
First Sight
First Touch
Risky Business
Risky Activity
Ignite My Heart
Finding His Forever
Wild Night
Stubborn Little Miss

If you like possessive hero, curvy girl, over-the-top, insta-love romance with a little bit of humor, and very little drama these Loni Ree short stories are perfect for you.

The entire ride to the animal shelter, I’m praying the furball doesn’t christen my seat. I don’t know much about dogs, but I’m sure this is some expensive breed with its black, flat face and fuzzy, rust-colored coat. When we arrive, the dog begins to have some sort of panic attack. She’s making a coughing, wheezing sound as I pick her up, and I’m worried something serious is wrong. The receptionist quickly stands and calls to me as soon as we push through the front door. “Sir, if your animal is sick, I’ll need you to take it straight through these doors.” 
She opens the door and hustles me through before I can explain anything about the dog to her. 
I forget about the heaving dog in my arms when I catch sight of the gorgeous woman standing behind the door. The blood thunders in my veins while I’m looking at her gorgeous, curvy body, and I realize I’m standing in the doorway, staring at her with my mouth hanging open. She looks at me oddly for the longest time before stepping over to us. “You poor baby.” As she coos and lightly pets the furball in my arms, my dick thumps in my pants from having her this close. Duchess immediately calms under the girl’s gentle strokes. “What’s this pretty girl’s name?” 
It takes several seconds before I can drag my attention away from her perfection, then I blink several times and attempt to focus on what the beauty is asking. “Duchess.” My voice comes out as a grunt, and I wonder what the fuck is happening to me. Fuck, I think I just fell in love with this girl. At first fucking sight. I shake my head to clear the crazy thoughts, but they don’t leave my mind. Holy shit. My legs get weak, and the room is fading out around me.
The beautiful angel blinks a couple of times before looking down at the dog in my arms. “Hello, pretty girl Duchess. I’m Elyse.” I’m staring at the top of her chocolate brown hair as she rubs the little dog under its chin and makes kissing sounds. 
While trying to keep control of my iron-hard cock, I manage to croak out, “Slate Torrey.” 
The curvy beauty seems oblivious to my predicament as she continues petting the dog, “Why did you bring Duchess in today?” 
I can’t seem to find the right words to say. What the hell? I’m fucking tongue-tied by a five-and-a-half-foot little girl. Finally, I find my voice and croak out, “I inherited Duchess from a great aunt. I’m not really a dog person, so I need to find her a new home.”
Elyse steps closer as her eyebrows draw together in a frown, and outrage flashes in her dark brown eyes a second before she gasps, “You can’t do that! She’s a gift to you. Your relative entrusted her care to you, and you have an obligation to her. You need to man up and accept your responsibility to Duchess.”
“Now, listen here. I didn’t father the damn dog.” As my temper overtakes my common sense, I step even closer to the little hellion. Her delicate scent is surrounding me, and I’m getting lightheaded. All the unfamiliar emotions churn around, and I’m about to implode.
The gorgeous woman’s hold on my heart tightens at the same time the dog buries her nose in my neck. Swallowing deeply, I realize I’m a fucking goner. Unable to resist the double-teaming by these two females, I’m folding like a deck of cards. “Then I need to get supplies for her. I don’t have a thing.” What the fuck is coming out of my mouth? “What time do you get off? I’ll pick you up, and you can come with me and show me everything Duchess will need.” 
Elyse looks as shocked as I feel for a second, then she shyly smiles. “We close at six, but I usually don’t get out until six-thirty.” I’m finally able to take a deep breath.
She has a little gold piercing on the side of her nose, and I can’t resist running my finger over it. “I’ll be here at six just in case. We can grab some dinner and head over to Petland.”
Before she can change her mind, I wink and rush out the door. I’m not sure what it is about this woman, but I’ve never felt these insane feelings in my life. There’s no way I plan to let her get away without exploring what the hell is going on. My instincts have never led me wrong, and they’re shouting at me to grab her and hold on tight, so I jump in with both feet. 
It looks like I’ve just become the owner of a furball, too. I couldn’t stand the disappointment and reproach in Elyse’s eyes when I mentioned giving Duchess away. I set the furball in the truck seat and run around to the driver’s side. As I look out the windshield, it hits me how my life has changed from twenty minutes ago when I walked into the fucking shelter. I really just lost my heart and soul over this girl.
When we get back to TBD Auto, I grab the furball and prepare myself for the reaction. We closed over an hour ago, so I find Zander and Brock sitting in the back room. Zander’s eyes widen comically as he looks at the dog in my arms. “Uh. You were supposed to drop the dog off at the shelter. What happened?”
There’s no use lying to these two. “I met someone at the shelter.” God, the words sound as crazy coming out of my mouth as they do running through my mind. These two would shit kittens if I said, “I met the love of my life at the shelter,” so I’ll tell them that a little later.
Brock looks between Zander and me, then speaks to me like I’m a child. “And that meant keeping the dog?”
After letting the dog down onto the floor, I flip off the asshole. “Fuck you. Now, would one of you assholes watch the furball tonight while I take my girl on a date?”
Brock waves his hands in a stopping motion. “Woah. Wait a minute. You really met a girl?” His eyes are wide, and he arches his eyebrows dramatically when he looks over at Zander and mouths, “What the fuck?” The asshole is always the comedian of the bunch.
Zander shrugs, and I have the urge to punch the smirk off of his face. “I expect this of him,” he points his head at his older cousin then looks back at me, “but you never even notice women. She must be something.”
My patience is coming to an end with my two business partners and good friends. “Will you watch my fucking dog or not?”
Zander looks up at the ceiling for a second before grumbling, “Yes. I have your dog. I’ve already cleaned up pee one time today, so you owe me.” 
Before he can change his mind, I turn and head out. “I’ll pick Duchess up tomorrow morning,” I call over my shoulder, and his complaints follow me out the door.