Changing Focus

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Micah tightened his grip on the steering wheel as the truck fishtailed on the icy road. Easing his foot off the accelerator, he cursed under his breath. Should have replaced those damn tires a hundred miles ago. This blowing snow isn’t helping me stay on the road, either.

And the sex-charged dream from last night wasn’t helping him focus either. His cock twitched as he remembered the gorgeous she-wolf he’d run with and eventually caught in his night fantasy. Tante Kay could be right. It might be time for him to look for a mate. Micah lifted and lowered his hips, hoping to gain a bit more room in his jeans.

A particularly vicious gust of wind caught the edge of the tarp in the truck bed and Micah watched in the rearview mirror as it sailed off into the woods. No matter, he could always come get it in the morning. The tires slipped again and this time he couldn’t stop the truck from sliding.

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