Leeward Bear (BBW Shifter Romance) (Fisherbears Book 3)

by Becca Fanning

  Lisa pursed her lips. “Yeah, and he really tried to make himself look good. He’s been doing nothing but posting stupid things on Facebook about how brokenhearted he is.”

  Olivia slunk down low in the seat. “I bet,” she muttered. “And everyone falls for it, too. Because he’s that kind of guy.”

  Lisa eyed her sympathetically. “I could talk to him, if you want,” she offered. “I mean, at the wedding. Would that help?”

  Olivia shook her head. “Don’t,” she said. “I mean, unless you have to,” she added. “But don’t say anything about me. I don’t even want him to know that I’m thinking about him.”

  I wish Kate and Ben hated Derek, Olivia thought glumly. Maybe I should have told them the real reason we broke up. Just thinking about it made her shudder. Derek and Olivia had been high-school sweethearts. She’d thought that he was the love of her life, the only man that she was supposed to be with. But I guess I was wrong, a small voice inside her head chimed in. He didn’t want me at all. He couldn’t have wanted me that much, not after all the cheating.

  Olivia shifted in her seat, feeling discomforted. She hated thinking about the breakup – it had only been three months, and her left ring finger still felt too light without the ring – but it had been on her mind a lot lately. It seemed that some days, she could only remember the good. It was so much easier to remember Derek as the boy in high school who had brought her flowers when her cat died, or as the guy who taught her how to change the oil in her car.

  It wasn’t as much fun to think of Derek as the guy who stayed out all night cheating on his fiancée. Olivia shook her head. She knew that Derek was firmly in her past, but she wished that her heart would get the message.

  “I think I just hate being single,” Olivia mused out loud. She traced a pattern on the window with her fingertips. “I mean, it’s hard.” She wrinkled her nose. “It’s not that I miss Derek, exactly, but I can’t help but wish that I had someone around.”

  Lisa laughed. “So get a boyfriend,” she said. “It’s like the easiest thing in the world. You’re gorgeous, it wouldn’t exactly be difficult for you.”

  Olivia rolled her eyes. “You forget that I’m a single mom,” she said slowly. “Those words are like an instant deal breaker for ninety-nine percent of guys. And the other one percent…” She trailed off and wrinkled her nose. “They just seem desperate, or they have kids themselves.”

  “So a guy having a kid would be a turn-off for you?”

  Olivia blushed. “I mean, yeah, kind of. Being a mom to Max is hard enough. I’m not sure that I want any more kids, either. I love Max more than anything, I feel like if I had more children, I wouldn’t be able to give him as much attention.”

  Lisa laughed. “You’re too indulgent,” she said. “I’m sure you’d love your other kids just as much,” she added. “I mean, especially if they’re as cute as Max.”

  Olivia craned her neck and gazed at her sleeping son. He always looked so peaceful in the car – his thick brown hair was ruffling slightly in the breeze and even though he stayed inside most of the day, his skin had a rosy cast to it.

  “He’s perfect,” Olivia said with a happy sigh as Lisa pulled into the church parking lot. “Now if only the rest of the day would be as well.”

  The ceremony was beautiful. Olivia, Lisa, and two other pink-clad bridesmaids clutched their peony bouquets and watched as Kate and Ben said their custom-written vows. Olivia loved weddings; she thought they were always so romantic and fun. And even though she felt lonely about not having a date, she was still enjoying herself. That is, until Derek caught sight of her and tried to wink at her during the ceremony.

  At least they didn’t pair me with him, Olivia thought gratefully. Kate had paired all of the bridesmaids and groomsmen according to height, and luckily she had wound up at the front and Derek had been at the back of the group. As the recessional hymn started, Olivia took a deep breath and led the rest of the bridesmaids out of the church.

  Olivia handed Max to Kate’s mother during the photos. She could barely stay focused as the wedding photographer instructed her and the other bridesmaids to jump, smile, and swan around behind Kate. The groomsmen were posed just a few feet away, and Olivia felt a burning sensation in her chest every time she caught Derek staring at her. This was the most time she’d spent around him since she’d kicked him out of the house, and she was worried that somehow, she’d lose her resolve.

  “Ladies, that’s a wrap!” The photographer called with a smile. “You were all wonderful.”

  Kate linked her arm through Olivia’s as they walked towards the big barn where the reception was being held. It was decorated with twinkly, fairy-like lights and lots of flowers. Olivia closed her eyes and inhaled gratefully.

  “This is the most beautiful reception I’ve ever seen,” she said to Kate in amazement. “How did you plan all of this yourself?”

  Kate shrugged. “It wasn’t easy,” she said. “Ben was so not into planning. But he approved of everything I picked, so…” she trailed off and shrugged. “It’s worth it, though,” she added in a confidential tone. “I mean, look at this place!”

  As Olivia reunited with Max and picked him up, she couldn’t help but wonder if she’d ever be as lucky as Kate had been. Kate and Ben were so obviously perfect for each other, in a way that she and Derek had never been. They’d all been friends in high school, and Kate and Ben had dated for almost ten years before they’d gotten engaged. They’d always had seemingly everything in common, and Olivia had never even seen them argue.

  As the couple opened the reception with a first dance, Olivia had to blink back tears. Kate looked so stunning in her dress, and Ben was so handsome. She hugged Max close to her torso and began to slowly waltz around in a circle, singing under her breath to her son.

  “Mommy,” Max said into Olivia’s neck. “Mommy, look!”

  Olivia blushed and opened her eyes just in time to see a burly man standing at the edge of the crowd. If Max hadn’t spoken, she would have crashed right into him. Olivia stumbled in her heels and almost fell, but the man reached down and grabbed her by the elbow just in time.

  “You maybe shouldn’t be on the dance floor,” the stranger teased. He had stunning golden-brown eyes and a gorgeous, chiseled face with just the faintest hint of scruff. “I mean, maybe you should be over there, instead,” he added, pointing towards a circle of overstuffed couches where the elderly guests were currently relaxing. “That looks pretty soft, you wouldn’t able to hurt yourself there.”

  Olivia’s blush turned bright red and she shifted Max from one hip to the other. “I’m fine,” she said softly. “Mostly just embarrassed.”

  The stranger laughed and looked down at her shoes. “I’m pretty sure you get a pass because of those crazy things,” he said, shaking his head with an amused gleam in his eye. “I can’t believe she made her bridesmaids wear those shoes.”

  Olivia glanced down at the silvery shoes strapped to her feet. She winced. “They’re pretty, at least,” she said. “You should have seen the shoes I had to wear at the last wedding I went to,” Olivia added. She rolled her eyes. “They were absolutely intolerable. I think the bride wanted to make all of her bridesmaids hobble around on purpose.”

  The guy threw his head back and laughed. It was a booming, jolly laugh that filled the barn. Olivia shivered in pleasure – she wasn’t sure that it was possible to be attracted to someone that she barely knew, but she had a hard time explaining her reaction to this guy.

  “So,” Olivia began shyly. Max started wriggling in her arms and she held him firmly, trying not to show her exasperation. “Are you a friend of Kate’s? Or Ben’s?”

  The guy laughed again, more politely this time. “It doesn’t matter,” he said, pointing towards a cutesy sign that read: “Pick a seat, not a side – it doesn’t matter when the knot is tied!”

  Olivia blushed. “I’m Olivia,” she said, offering her delicate hand.

  “Jackson,” the man
growled in return. Olivia felt a chill of pleasure shoot up her spine when they touched hands. The man’s touch was firm and pleasurable, and his skin was surprisingly hot.

  “It’s nice to meet you, Olivia,” Jackson said. He smiled and showed a full mouth of bright white teeth. “And who is this little guy?” He smiled at Max.

  “He’s really shy,” Olivia said cautiously. “Don’t be offended if he-“ She stopped speaking and watched incredulously as Max grinned and shook his stubby fist in the air towards Jackson. “That’s weird,” she breathed in amazement. “He’s not usually very good with strangers. Good job, little guy,” Olivia said to Max. “His name is Max, by the way.”

  Jackson smiled. “That’s a great name,” he said.

  Olivia smiled back. It was odd – she hadn’t really talked to a guy like this in ages, and she’d been expecting it to be difficult. But talking with Jackson was the opposite of difficult; he was one of the sweetest guys that Olivia had ever met. She was shocked to realize how at ease she felt around him, almost like she could tell him anything.

  “Shall we sit?” Jackson steered them towards a table in the back of the barn. “Or do you need to go with the bridal party?”

  Olivia glanced around the room. Kate and Ben were still dancing, nestled in each other’s arms, and she didn’t see Lisa anywhere. The other two bridesmaids were sitting at a table together and drinking champagne.

  “I think I’m fine here,” Olivia said. “Kate is a pretty low-maintenance bride.”

  “Looks like it,” Jackson said politely. “So, do you know all of these people?”

  Olivia laughed. “Yeah,” she said. “We all went to high school together.” She blushed. “There’s another bridesmaid here somewhere – Lisa, the blonde one – she’s my roommate.”

  Jackson nodded. “And are you seeing anyone right now?”

  Olivia’s blush darkened to a reddish hue. “Um,” she said. “Well, no. Not really. I mean, it’s complicated, I…” She trailed off, suddenly intently focused on staring at Max as he squirmed around in the chair. “I was engaged,” she said, looking down at her left hand. “And it ended, but it was only a couple of months ago. I’m not really ready to date right now.” She swallowed. “I need to focus on being a good mom, and taking care of Max.”

  Jackson nodded. For once, there wasn’t a single trace of amusement on his handsome face. “I see,” he said slowly. “I’m sorry I’ve asked, if it’s made you uncomfortable.”

  Olivia licked her lips. “Not exactly,” she said. “It was just…well, it was ugly, and a lot of people here knew him.” She coughed. “I mean, he’s here, too. He’s one of the groomsmen.” She craned her neck and looked around the room for Derek’s close-cropped dark hair. “But I don’t see him anywhere,” she added. “Maybe that’s a good thing.”

  Jackson nodded. He winked at her. “Well, I certainly don’t mind,” he said in a jokey tone that made Olivia laugh. “I’m more than happy to have you all to myself.”

  Olivia smiled. Her fleeting discomfort melted away and she realized just how much she enjoyed being around Jackson. “Do you live around here?” Olivia waved her hand in the air. “Or did you have to fly in?”

  Jackson nodded. “I live just outside of town,” he said, stretching. “I’m a mover,” he added, flexing his arms. “If you couldn’t tell.” He winked at Olivia and she blushed again.

  “I work at dental office,” Olivia said suddenly. “I mean, I’m just a receptionist. But my boss wants me to train to be a dental hygienist.”

  “You should do that,” Jackson said. He nodded. “I wish that I’d done better in school, but truth be told, I’m one of those guys who just does better outdoors.” He yawned. “I always had a hard time being around too many people.”

  Olivia laughed. “I go crazy if I have to be alone,” she said. “That’s one of the reasons Lisa and I live together. I think I’d be so lonely without a roommate.”

  Jackson laughed. “Even with this little guy?” He reached over and ruffled Max’s hair. Olivia waited on the edge of her seat to see if her son would start screaming, but to her surprise and immense relief, he grinned right back at Jackson like they were old friends.

  “He’s a loud roommate, all right,” Olivia said. She rolled her eyes. “He won’t stop throwing these parties, and I have to pick up after him all the time,…” She started giggling at her own joke, reaching forward for a flute of champagne on the table. “I love him,” she added. “He’s the best part of my life.”

  “I bet it was hard for your fiancé to leave,” Jackson said.

  Olivia shifted in her chair. “Right,” she replied. “I’m sure it was.” She tried hard to keep her voice as neutral as possible. “Maybe he should have thought of that before he started stepping out.”

  Jackson’s jaw dropped. “He cheated on you?”

  Olivia gave a brief, terse nod of her head. “Yes,” she said after a pause, feeling some of the pain worm its way back into her heart. “He made that decision, though, and far be it from me to keep him from being happy with other women.” She realized how bitter she sounded, but it was impossible to stop. “I’m sure that a college girl is a lot more fun than a fiancée and a baby.”

  “He’s a complete idiot,” Jackson said smoothly. Olivia was relieved to hear that he hadn’t seem to pick up on her bitter tone. “Biggest fool on the planet. I’m sure he regrets that decision every day.”

  Olivia shrugged. She was already starting to feel better. “I don’t care if he does,” she said nonchalantly. “Max and I are much happier on our own, aren’t we?”

  Max beamed up at her. “Mom!” He cried loudly. “Where’s Lisa?”

  Olivia frowned. “That’s a good question, honey,” she said. “I haven’t seen her in quite a while.”

  “Want me to look for her?” Jackson motioned to get up from his seat. “I don’t mind, you know.”

  Olivia shook her head, sending her brown curls flying everywhere. “No worries,” she said. “Lisa’s an adult. I’m sure she can take care of herself.”

  The rest of the reception was magical. Kate’s mom loved Max so much that she took him for a few songs. To Olivia’s shock and amusement, Jackson asked her to dance three times in a row. On the dance floor, he was surprisingly graceful: his long, muscular limbs swept Olivia around and made her feel weightless. She couldn’t believe how much fun she was having with Jackson. Olivia couldn’t help but think deep down that she’d never had this much fun in her life, not even with Derek.

  When the evening came to a close, Olivia was surprised at how disappointed she was to say goodbye to Jackson. They hugged and Jackson wrapped an arm around her waist, sending warm chills and flutters through her whole body.

  “Can I walk you to your car?” Jackson’s voice was husky and deep and Olivia received a purely sexual thrill from listening to him speak.

  “I wish,” she said, sounding slightly dazed. “But Max and I came with Lisa, and I can’t find her anywhere. We have to leave soon,” she said, eyeing her son. “He’s getting really cranky. He needs a snack and then bed.”

  Jackson nodded. “Want me to help you look for her?”

  Olivia pursed her lips, thinking about it. After a few seconds, she nodded. “Yeah,” she said softly. “Thanks.” After leaving Max with Kate’s mom, they tracked down the other two bridesmaids and began scouting the barn for Lisa. Couples had wandered outside to kiss beneath the stars, and Olivia ducked her head out of the barn, calling Lisa’s name loudly.

  “I can’t find her anywhere,” Olivia complained to Jackson. “I mean, I don’t know where she possibly could have gone. This isn’t a huge barn,” she added.

  “God, and there’s a huge line for the bathroom,” one of the other bridesmaids, Megan, said. “I really have to pee!”

  Olivia’s heart sank. “God, I hope Lisa’s not inside,” she muttered. When Jackson shot her a worried look, she rolled her eyes. “She has a problem of drinking too much at these things,”
Olivia explained. “Last time we went to a wedding I had to carry her out of the venue.”

  Jackson laughed. “If I had to be a bridesmaid, I’d probably do the same thing,” he admitted. “I don’t even like wearing the same shirt as anyone else.”

  Olivia laughed. “These dresses are pretty, at leas-“

  “Oh my god, Olivia!” Megan grabbed her by the wrist and tugged her away. “You have to come here!” Olivia threw a glance over her shoulder at Jackson and was relieved to see him smiling. She almost tripped over her feet as Megan dragged her to the corner of the room.

  “What is it?” Olivia narrowed her eyes.

  “Lisa’s in the bathroom, with a guy,” Megan said. Her eyes were wide. “We can hear them.”

  Olivia swallowed hard and listened. Sure enough, there were grunts, moans, and slapping sounds coming from the bathroom. She felt sick. “I don’t know, Megan,” she said. “Maybe we should just get a ride with someone else. I’m sure Lisa’s just having fun.”