Tessa
She awoke in the bedroom again, wrapped up in a warm blanket with her back itching almost painfully. Why was her back itching? Even Orsa raised her bear shoulders in confusion.
She tried to scratch it, but couldn’t quite reach it, so she came to her feet and rubbed her back against the corner of the doorjamb. It was the strangest thing. Rubbing too hard hurt, but not hard enough. It wasn’t working either. But the scent of food made her forget about her discomfort for the moment; she was really hungry.
She came into the kitchen to find her super sexy mate cooking up a storm. Her mouth watered, both for the male that was still wearing only pants and the scent of the food he was cooking. He glanced over his shoulder and smiled sweetly at her.
“Hey, my Grump-Growler! What are you coo
