Curves 'em Right (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) (Paranormal Dating Agency Book 4)

PARANORMAL DATING AGENCY

NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR

MILLY TAIDEN

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are fictitious or have been used fictitiously, and are not to be construed as real in any way. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales, or organizations is entirely coincidental.

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Latin Goddess Press

New York, NY 10456

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Her Purrfect Match

Copyright © 2014 by Milly Taiden

Edited by Melinda Fulton

Cover by Willsin Rowe

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Property of Milly Taiden November 2014 

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Her Purrfect Match

“This is the purrfect continuation of the Paranormal Dating Agency. Mrs. Wilder sure can read them like no other. The story is funny, with passion - lots and lots of passion, and has the woman as the hero! My favorite type, good thing she has her skills and was able to outsmart the less than intelligent males, they never should have underestimated her!”

—Theresa Esterline, I Heart Books

“The author has a way of drawing you in fast to her books and keeping you there with the bantor she creates between the characters. They are well defined and believable in the paranormal world, I love that the author created a dating service for paranormals (we need love too lol). The plot was hot and sexy, yet kept me involved with an awesome story between what was going on. I highly recommend this author for those that love that aren’t to long but will keep you coming back for more! I cant wait to see what other surprise she has in store for us.!”

—Sue-Ellen Robertson, Girly Girl Reviews

“Her Purrfect Match is a grab you and not let you go kind of book. This series keeps getting hotter and funnier. I love how quick and easy these books are. They are the purrfect lunch break or when you need something quick, funny, and sexy to read..
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—Angela Caldwell , Angela’s Guilty Pleasures

“Another Fantastic read from Milly! I absolutely LOVE this series and I am never let down! They just get better and better! My absolute favorite character throughout this series is Gerri! She is witty and bad assed! She doesn't take any crap from this big shifters that come hunting for their mates! I love Alyssa and Grayson! This book is Sexy and Thrilling! I couldn't put it down! I definitely recommend reading!”

—Samantha Woods, LSK Sweetheart Review

—For My Readers

Thank you for sticking by me. For loving my books. For liking my humor. For liking my big girls!

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Love you all!

ONE

Daniella Flores glanced around the library she worked at and sighed. She pushed her glasses above her head and scrubbed her eyes. Another boring day in the life of a librarian. Stacks of romance books sat on her desk. As an avid reader, she tended to get lost in the love between the pages of a good book. Hell, might as well. Not like her love life was seeing any mileage.

Her cell phone buzzed and she immediately snatched it up, hoping that something interesting was going on with somebody she knew. The last thing she wanted was to sit there and field calls for her brother, Marcos.

Sure enough. A glance at her screen told her it was her brother texting.

Call me.

Wow. A man of so many words. Not.

She left her assistant watching the empty library and walked outside. The main street in Red Valley was unusually quiet for the middle of the day.

She dialed her brother and slowly strolled down to the bakery next to the library. Already the scent of fresh baked cookies and scones made her mouth water. At least it wasn’t Tom again. She hated the multiple calls with the school teacher who had recently proposed in a very unusual way.

“Hey, Marcos. What’s going on?” She stared at the display of baked goods, at the same time her stomach rumbled.

She should go eat that salad she left in the office fridge instead of drooling over a piece of cake.

“Dani, you at work?”

“Duh.” She waved at her friend Aurelis, the baker, through the glass window.

“How old are you, twelve?” Marcos admonished.

“No. I know very well how old I am.” As if her upcoming birthday wasn’t enough to remind her she was over thirty, her co-workers were good at constantly asking her when she would find a man and settle down. It was like all three of them had decided she was in desperate need of a man because they all had one.

“Listen, you know I’m going out of town for a few weeks. It’s the annual fishing trip with some of the guys from college.”

Ah, yes. The lovely three weeks when she got to have two jobs. Her own and sitting for her brother’s dogs. “Yeah, yeah. I know you want me to take care of the hounds from hell.”

“If you’d stop feeding them all day long, they wouldn’t attack you for a treat every few seconds,” he said, sounding impatient.

“Hey! So I’m a little soft around the big mutts. I can’t help it. They’re cute.”

Well, cute in a dogs-almost-as-big-as-her kind of way.

“Stop overfeeding the dogs, Dani. Anyway, if you need anything, Blake and Kane are only a short walk away.”

Oh, boy. Blake and Kane. When she thought of them, her heart did that stupid flip-flopping in her chest that she’d swear meant she was going to have a heart attack.  Blake and Kane. Shifters. Hot. Badasses. And so out of her league she’d given up on them noticing her since she was sixteen. They were around her brother’s age, which made them only about five years older than her, but boy were they sexy.

Since they’d been friends with Marcos for the longest time, she’d been around the pair most of her life. They’d never seen her as more than Marcos’s little sister. Even though she’d tried. Much to her embarrassment. Remembering the episode where she’d put on her mother’s heels and had tried to walk around the guys, only to fall flat on her ass, made her cringe. She knew better now. She stayed away from all that sexy if she could help it.

“I’ll be fine.”

In fact, the last time she’d seen them was a few years back and they lived pretty close to her brother.

“Okay, then. Call them if you need anything.”

“Stop worrying. I love you, now go have fun! See you in a few weeks.” She hung up the phone, pushed the door to the bakery wide open and inhaled. “Oh, Aurelis. How can you do this to me?”

She moaned and grabbed the piece of cake her friend put on the counter for her. “You’re evil,” she grumbled as she took a bite. Another moan escaped her when the cake touched her tongue. “Really evil.”

Aurelis laughed, added some cookies, fruit and a scone to the plate, and carried it to a table where drinks were already waiting for them. “I knew you’d come over here. Frankly, I prefer to just get everything ready rather than hear you complain over how long it took me to get you a piece of cake.”

She sipped on her latte and sighed. Instead of cake, what she should be eating was the salad at work waiting for her. But she’d never been that much into salad unless it was accompanied by a piece of chicken or fish. A lonely salad didn’t feel like lunch. It was more like torture. “I’m supposed to be eating healthier.”

Aurelis grinned. “How’s that working for ya?”

They both knew the answer to that. Dani had a lot of curves. She wasn’t little anywhere and for the most part she was okay with that. It was when her co-workers roped her into their healthy eating challenges that she became a female version of hulk. She was not very nice if she was hungry. “I’ve lost some self-respect. Does that count as weight loss?”

Aurelis choked on a giggle. “Why would you say that? What did you do?”

“Come on. I have to hide what I eat from the weight obsessed women at work or I won’t hear the end of it. Doesn’t help that one of them is my boss.”

“Yeah. That part sucks.” Aurelis picked up a grape and popped it into her mouth. “This isn’t technically unhealthy. We have fruit.”

“Which I will gladly eat along with my scone, thank you very much.” She drank her coffee and sat back with a sigh.

Her boss and co-workers weren’t exactly mean. Dani would never sit there and let anyone talk shit about her weight to her. But they were stuck on the fact that she needed to lose some weight and be healthier.

“Do you tell them how many miles you walk and how you measure your food?” Aurelis asked.

“No. If I did, all it would do is open other doors for them to try and ‘help me’.”

It was true. Her weight wasn’t really a problem for Dani. After going through mass dieting as a teen, she realized her body tended to be on the big girl side and she was okay with that. So why did it bother her co-workers so much? It wasn’t like she sat down doing nothing all day. She walked, she ate healthy and she only ate cake a few times a month.

“You should just tell them you’re fine the way you are. Suggest they worry about their own problems instead of your body.”

She was close to doing just that, but she didn’t want the backlash that would follow. Especially from her boss. The woman had gotten it into her head that Dani couldn’t possibly know what healthy eating was because she was big. Or that she needed to be told to exercise when Dani walked to and from work every day, which was a few miles each trip. So she had a sweet tooth, big friggin’ deal.

“I might have to quit this job if they don’t stop it,” she said and bit into a strawberry. She scrunched her nose at the way the flavor of the fruit didn’t go with her coffee. “They are going to drive me to murder.”

Aurelis raised a brow. “Wow. That bad, huh? I told you. Just tell them to mind their own business.”

She chewed the fruit slowly. “They weren’t this bad before. I don’t know what’s gotten into them.”

“The fact they’re getting married and think the only thing standing between you and your dream man is your extra pounds.”

Dani snorted, “Too bad. Whatever man decides to love me is going to have a lot to love because I’m not going to kill myself to lose weight just to please a guy. I’m a big girl. I have curves.”

“That we do,” Aurelis agreed.

“I have flub and big thighs and a pudgy belly and if a man loves me then he won’t care.”

“Also true.”

“And any man who likes me will like my body as is. I’m not expecting to meet a man and immediately look for ways to change him. So he has to do the same with me.”

“Here, here!” Aurelis raised her coffee cup in salute. “You said it, chica!”

Dani giggled and broke off a piece of her scone. “I’m telling you. I’m sick of all the expectations some people have. This is me. Like it or don’t but I won’t change for anybody.”

“And that’s as it should be,” said a third person.

The women glanced over to the bakery entrance and saw an older woman walking in.

“Hi, Mrs. Wilder.” Aurelis waved her over. “Come sit with us.”

“I think I will,” Mrs. Wilder said, strolling over to their table. She was an older woman with a commanding presence and impeccable attire. Her powder-blue dress appeared to have been made for her. Though clearly older, she’d aged gracefully. With bright eyes and a wide smile, Dani could tell that she was definitely comfortable with herself.

“What are you doing here? You and I both know your cake can kick mine in the ass.” Aurelis smiled.

“Child, please. We both know cake is like beauty. Different preferences for different people.” Mrs. Wilder eyed Dani with interest. “You must be Daniella.”

She smiled wide. How the woman knew her, she couldn’t know but her best guess was that Aurelis had mentioned her lunchtime visits. “I am. Let me start off by saying that whatever you’ve heard is probably true but was either done under the influence of too much or not enough liquor.”

Mrs. Wilder broke into laughter. “I like her.”

“Uh-oh,” Aurelis said. “That’s never a good sign.”

“That’s not true.” Dani winked at her friend. “What if Mrs. Wilder has a super-hot son she wants to hook me up with? She’ll change her mind listening to you.”

Mrs. Wilder raised a brow. “Please, call me Gerri.”

“And she probably can hook you up with a sexy guy, but I don’t think she has a son. Do you, Gerri?” Aurelis asked.

“I don’t. Sadly, my husband and I never had children. As far as finding you a man...” Her gaze roamed over Dani’s face, searching for something. “I can help you find a mate if that’s what you would like.”

Dani shook her head and laughed. “I was kidding.”

Aurelis’ eyes widened. “No, she can help you. She has a matchmaking business. The Paranormal Dating Agency. They’re shifters. Hot shifters.”

“Really? But—”

“Wait. What about Tom?” Aurelis asked.

Gerri frowned. “You are seeing someone?”

Dani groaned. “Only in his mind. We’ve gone to some local events in a group and somehow he’s now under the impression we’d make a great match.” She frowned. “I disagree.”

Aurelis grinned. “He’s very persistent.”

Dani pursed her lips. “I keep rejecting him and he keeps coming back for more. I think he’s a masochist. Gerri, I don’t know—”

Gerri raised a hand to stop her mid-speech. “I do think I have what you need.”

The door dinged and Aurelis stood. “I have to go take care of this delivery but you sit here and talk. I’ll be back soon.” She patted Gerri on the shoulder. “I’ll send someone over to bring you tea.”

Gerri nodded and turned to face Dani fully. “Are you looking for a match?”

Was she? She’d given up on being the cream in a Kane and Blake’s cookie sandwich years ago. But most men were afraid of her brother and didn’t usually survive past “the talk” he had with them. The hurt–my-sister-and-I’ll-hurt-you talk.

She’d had boyfriends, but after a while she lost interest. The men she dated were boring. It was one thing for her to live with her head in romance books and quite another to make her own romance happen. Reality was she dated boring accountants and teachers, and the combination was lacking more than a little in every area. So much so that she ended up breaking things off after a few months. No man held her interest long enough for her to fall in love. Or even fall in lust.

“I might be harder for you to match than your usual clients,” she started. “I am a librarian. I love romance novels. My expectations of what a relationship should be about are probably way out there.”

Gerri nodded. “Tell me what it is you want.” She pulled out a notepad from her handbag and started jotting stuff down.

“Um. I guess I’d like to find that connection with someone that’s real. No fake shit.” She thought back to her last relationship and winced. “I’m tired of men thinking they’re doing me a favor by being with me. I want a man who will be dying to be with me. Not just some lame sex with a guy who thinks he has to ‘settle’ for the big girl.” She stared Gerri in the eyes. “If I’m matched with any man who acts like I should be glad he’s even looking at me, I won’t be responsible for what happens.”

“No need for that. The men requiring my services love curves. They appreciate and want a woman for who she is. Generally, my clients prefer someone who loves the body she has. Ideally with lots to hold on to.”

Dani blinked. “And these are shifters, like Aurelis said?”

Gerri nodded slowly. “All of them.”

Wow. She sighed. “That’s good then.”

“May I ask, are you averse to multiples?”

Say what? “I’m sorry what do you mean? Multiple what? Dates?”

“Multiple men. I’m not sure if you are aware, but some shifter packs have what’s called a Triad. That means two leaders need a female to complete their Alpha set and lead the pack. Together. They mate together and they sleep together. Almost all the time.”

She raised her brows in surprise. “You mean like a ménage but forever?”