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my neck. I’m hypnotized by the simple action, and when he traces my collarbone, I begin to tremble. Andre has moved close enough that heat from his body radiates toward me, and when he lifts my chin, the only thought in my head is how badly I want his kiss.
    At first Andre brushes his lips gently against mine, but he soon follows with gentle nips. Now I groan as my nipples harden against my bra. They tingle with lust as my core quivers. I place my hands on his chest, and muscle is solid under my palms. My touch seems to ignite something in the Nordic god, because he makes a low noise when he grabs my face and darts his tongue in my mouth. The sound rumbles, and when I realize it’s a growl, I jerk back. I just kissed a bear!
    My hand flies to my mouth, and it’s cold on my burning lips.I shake my head as I back away from him. “No.” Oh god. The nylon of my jacket is slippery in my hand as I grab it and run from the room. I don’t put on my winter clothing, and race to my car. Icy air fills my lungs as I pant and fumble in my coat pocket for my keys.
    The leather of my seat is firm with the cold, and I crank up the heat as I slip my arms into my jacket quickly before fastening my seat belt with a click. I glance into the rearview mirror before I turn around to back up, and the color of my eyes startles me. I stare at them. They appear to be a darker green than usual. What have I done?
    When I pull out of the parking lot, I catch a glimpse of Andre outside the door to the garage. I don’t have to study him to know he’s standing like a statue as I run from whatever it is we started the first time we met. My car fishtails from taking the turn onto the snow-packed road too quickly, and I take my foot off the gas so I can gain traction. I manage to regain control of the car. But my heart is still beating erratically, and I’m afraid stopping that won’t be so easy.

Chapter 7
    I ’ve done a lot of stupid things in my life, and the one thing I’ve managed to learn is that you need to face your problems head on. After I ran out on Andre yesterday, I knew I had to deal with the situation. Ginny and I are in the car and on our way to rehearsal. She’s driving, and I hold my hands up to the warm air blowing out of the vents. It takes me a moment to realize I’m humming the song Andre was working on yesterday, and it reminds me that I was singing to him in my dream last night. I add words to the music. “I didn’t know I was lost.”
    Ginny asks, “What’s that?”
    “A song Andre is working on.” I didn’t tell her about kissing him last night, but it’s time to fess up. “After the session tonight, I need to talk to him and clear a few things up between us.”
    “Uh-oh, what happened with you and broody boy?”
    “We kissed.”
    Ginny cuts a quick glance at me. “No way!”
    “Unfortunately, yes way.”
    “Oh my god, was it hot and steamy? Or wet and drooly? I’m betting the first, because nobody that hot is a sloppy kisser. So what’s the problem?”
    I sigh. “Have you forgotten he’s a werebear, Gin?”
    “So? It’s not like we can actually hold it against him, considering we have bear blood too.”
    “Yeah, well, Tori might be okay with changing into a werebear, but I’m not.”
    “You mean you don’t want to get all growly with super-sized sexy?”
    I can’t help the smile that comes from her words. “God, you’re ridiculous. But I’m serious. I can’t get involved with Andre.”
    “I’m serious too. I don’t get the problem. You’re clearly attracted to each other, so why can’t you just hang out for a while? It’s not like it has to be forever.”
    I recall Tori explaining the difference between true mates and regular ones. Only true mates are forever. And surely Andre and I aren’t that. “He’s a security guard.”
    We’re at the garage, and Ginny stops the car. Her eyes are squinted when she glances at me and says, “I’m disappointed in you, Nessa.” The gears clunk