Primal Instincts: Volume 7

Contents Primal Instincts Volume 7 By Nicole Edwards Copyright Primal Instincts Vol 7 ebook 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 More to come Acknowledgments About Nicole Edwards Connect with Nicole Nicole Edwards on Amazon Guide Contents PRIMAL INSTINCTS Volume 7 BY NICOLE EDWARDS THE WALKERS ALLURING INDULGENCE Kaleb Zane Travis Holidays with The Walker Brothers Ethan Braydon Sawyer Brendon THE WALKERS OF COYOTE RIDGE Curtis Jared Hard to Hold Hard to Handle Beau Rex A Coyote Ridge Christmas Mack Kaden & Keegan Alibi (a crossover novel) Trey BRANTLEY WALKER: OFF THE BOOKS All In Without A Trace Hide & Seek Deadly Coincidence Alibi Secrets Confessions Bounty AUSTIN ARROWS Rush Kaufman CLUB DESTINY Conviction Temptation Addicted Seduction Infatuation Captivated Devotion Perception Entrusted Adored Distraction Forevermore DEAD HEAT RANCH Boots Optional Betting on Grace Overnight Love Jared (a crossover novel) DEVIL’S BEND Chasing Dreams Vanishing Dreams MISPLACED HALOS Protected in Darkness Salvation in Darkness Bound in Darkness OFFICE INTRIGUE Office Intrigue Intrigued Out of The Office Their Rebellious Submissive Their Famous Dominant Their Ruthless Sadist Their Naughty Student Their Fairy Princess Owned PIER 70 Reckless Fearless Speechless Harmless Clueless PRIMAL INSTINCTS Vol 1 - 7 SNIPER 1 SECURITY Wait for Morning Never Say Never Tomorrow’s Too Late SOUTHERN BOY MAFIA/DEVIL’S PLAYGROUND Beautifully Brutal Without Regret Beautifully Loyal Without Restraint STANDALONE NOVELS Unhinged Trilogy A Million Tiny Pieces Inked on Paper Bad Reputation Bad Business Filthy Hot Billionaire NAUGHTY HOLIDAY EDITIONS 2015 2016 2021 This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locals is entirely coincidental. Copyright © 2023 by Nicole Edwards Limited This is a self-published title. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in, or introduced into a retrieval system or transmitted in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise), without the prior written permission of both the copyright owner and the above publisher of this book. For information, contact Nicole Edwards Limited, PO Box 1086, Pflugerville, TX 78660 Nicole Edwards Limited, Nicole Edwards Limited logo, Because Naughty can be oh so Nice, and the series title are registered trademarks of SL Independent Publishing, LLC. PRIMAL INSTINCTS Volume 7 NICOLE EDWARDS COVER DETAILS: Image: © eduard71 (136992317) | 123rf.com Design: © Nicole Edwards Limited INTERIOR DETAILS: Formatting: Nicole Edwards Limited AUDIO DETAILS: Image: © eduard71 (136992317) | 123rf.com Narrators: TBD ISBN: (ebook) 978-1-64418-077-8 | (paperback) 978-1-64418-078-5 BISAC: FICTION / LGBTQ PRIMAL INSTINCTS Volume 7 NICOLE EDWARDS 1 Sunday… Journey Flip. My finger moved across the iPad screen, but I wasn’t paying any attention to the online magazine I was pretending to read. Instead, I was watching the movers as they carried heavy furniture through the house and up the stairs. Every now and then, I would smile because these weren’t the movers you saw commercials on television for. Billionaires didn’t use those types of movers, the regular guy with a truck or a couple of strapping sons who were capable of getting your stuff from point A to point B. This was the white glove service. It involved at least six very capable men and two equally capable women who literally wore white gloves and paid extra attention to ensure the items they were moving were handled with the utmost care. They paid even more attention to their surroundings. You wouldn’t find a wall gouge or furniture ding when these people were done. In this case, Nick’s things were getting all the love as they were carried in through the service entrance before being routed through the central part of the house. Some of it, anyway. The back staircase wasn’t large enough to handle all the furniture, so those extra large pieces were hauled up the main staircase. A matte black armoire, a matching dresser that was three drawers wide, plus a mirror that would be mounted above it, a king-size headboard that would take up an entire wall. Keep in mind, the stairs were lined with glass and iron, so watching as they oh so carefully navigated to ensure no damage was done to the house or the furniture was like watching someone play Operation, expecting them to rub the sides and cause the buzzer to go off and the nose to light up red. Flip. I was tasked with staying out of the way. I did offer to help, but the near-coronary I gave the woman told me I was better off sitting on the sidelines. For the record, when I moved into my apartment, my parents hired regular movers. You know, the big strapping guys who weren’t paid nearly enough for the work they were expected to do, so they gave cursory glances to the hole they accidentally left or the box they didn’t mean to drop. Certainly not the fancy kind who staged everything and emptied all the boxes, neatly putting away every item. I was spoiled, sure, but not rotten. Or maybe I was; I couldn’t be sure. Flip. “Whatcha reading?” I squealed when a large body came from behind me, scaling the back of the sofa and landing on the cushion to my right with enough force to bounce me. Hawk chuckled, then threw an arm over my shoulders and leaned in to press his lips to my cheek. I showed him the tablet screen. “Fifty ways to date multiple men at the same time,” Hawk drawled. I laughed and smacked his thigh. “If only. I should write Cosmo and suggest it, though.” Flip. The movement had become routine, so I set the iPad on the coffee table since I wasn’t paying attention anyway. “You make it look easy enough.” Hawk leaned