Robert isn’t sure how he feels about all the changes happening to the other Watchers. He has always believed in Watchers staying detached from the shifters they oversee, but that was before he had a little too much sushi and way too much sake and woke up married to Lance, a really sexy raccoon shifter.
Before he can sort out exactly what happened, the two find themselves mixed up in a mess with a tiger shifter who is part of a group of Russian shifters up to no good. While Robert tries to sort out the situation, Lance is focused on diverting Robert’s attention to him in the most sexual way possible.
Running down the Florida beaches to stay ahead of trouble, Robert and Lance find a connection Robert never envisioned, but doesn’t want to let go of.
Robert slipped up to his neck in the hot, bubbly water. The bathhouse was fairly quiet, but then again, it was a rainy Wednesday afternoon in Southern Florida. Outside the heavy rain pelted against the windows, but inside the shifter-only bathhouse the rooms were ninety degrees and steamy. He loved it. Being a Watcher could be stressful. The hot water, along with the attractive men, were just the things to make him feel whole and good again. They were rejuvenating and made being a Watcher almost bearable at times. Almost. It certainly had its days when he wanted to give up the whole Watcher business completely. Not that he ever could. But then there were days when he was actually able to help people. Those made it all far more worthwhile. The good times nearly drowned out the whining incompetence of some of the shifters he had to deal with at times.
Across from him two new men, both wearing swimming shorts—he had chosen to take advantage of the bathhouse’s clothing optional policy—stepped into the hot tub with him.
“Hello,” Robert said, before he re-closed his eyes with his head leaned against the tile behind him. This was the perfect time to relax. And the perfect place to do it in too.
“Hey,” the younger of them said. He had a heavy Canadian accent. It was rare to find someone from there in his territory. Maybe he’d met Kenai. The younger Watcher was becoming quite active as of late. Word was he even had a cell phone. Robert assumed that was part of his mate’s doing, though. None of them had ever had cell phones before. It was almost as disturbing as their newest Watcher Addie teaching Lex about computers and the internet. Their world was changing quickly, and he wasn’t sure he liked it at all.
Robert opened his eyes to peek at them and saw the one with gray in his hair put his arm around the other and bring him closer into his side. His Watcher abilities told him that they were mates, and otters, and he went back to keeping his eyes closed. They kissed often, but they never disturbed him, and Robert resisted the urge to go through their lives. It was invasive, Yuri would say, to use their abilities in an unofficial capacity. Robert was curious, though, and getting a feel for the two shifters across from him was far too tempting to ignore. He was about to look into their pasts, and possibly their futures as well, when someone new joined them.
This man, however, didn’t put any space between them as he sidled up against Robert’s side. “Are you busy right now?”
Smirking, Robert opened his eyes to see a pair of dark rimmed eyes staring back at him. It might have been makeup, but more likely a bit of whatever shifter this man was coming through. That would explain the gray streaks in his black hair as well, since he didn’t look nearly old enough to start having gray hair. If he spent too much time in his animal form, some of that would start to bleed over into his human form. He didn’t run into things like that very often.
Robert laughed. He liked impulsive, impatient men. They made life far more interesting, and much more worth living. The men across from them left them alone and Robert barely glanced at them as they left. “What’s your name?”