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    â€œHow is she?” Brice’s jagged voice squeezed her heart. His distress over his grandmother’s health sounded as genuine as Cassie’s concern.
    A kind, decent woman, Margaret Walker had hired Cassie to clean her house before Cassie was old enough to apply for a real job. And when family services threatened to put her in foster care after Imogene got sick, Margaret helped Cassie file emancipated minor papers. She’d also encouraged Cassie not to give up on her education no matter how bad things got—and for a while, things got pretty darn bad.
    â€œShe’s in serious condition, as far as I know. The nurses wouldn’t tell me anything else or let me visit her.” Cassie swallowed the residual sting of being turned away because she wasn’t family.
    â€œI need to see her. Now.” Brice squatted at Cassie’s feet and went wolf.
    The transformation took less than a second, which didn’t give Cassie enough time not to look. Her brain did a mental loop-the-loop. “Don’t do that in front of me.” She held her head to stop the spinning. “It’s freaky.”
    The wolf’s ears flattened. Although Brice’s au naturel appearance unnerved her, Cassie preferred his nudity to this scowling, four-footed fur ball.
    â€œWell, what are you waiting for?” She pointed up the road. “Go.”
    Crinkling his nose, the wolf pulled his thin lips back in a peevish snort.
    â€œGood boy?” She thumped his head. “Don’t roll your eyes at me. How am I supposed to know what you want? I’ve never owned a dog. Hey, stop that!” She swatted his cold nose away from the back of her knee.
    His yips grew impatient. After a few nudges and some wolf drool from Brice tugging on the hem of her nightshirt, Cassie understood he wouldn’t run ahead and leave her behind.
    She jogged toward the cabin. Brice loped beside her without touching his right hind leg to the ground.
    Surreal didn’t begin to describe the situation. Of all the things she might have expected of Margaret Walker’s grandson, being a wolfman wasn’t one of them.
    A very sexy wolfman, sans the wolfy part.
    A girlish giddiness bubbled through her body and caused complete loss of coordination in her limbs. She tripped on the porch steps.
    Brice, the man, curled strong fingers around her arm.
    â€œI can manage.” Cassie shook him off and scurried into the cabin to turn on the lights.
    â€œFine.” Brice shaded his eyes behind his hand. “I need a shower.” He brushed past her.
    â€œFine.” Cassie locked the door, then spun around and knocked full frontal into him. After the way he’d cast her aside in the woods, she should have been disgusted by the contact. Instead, her nerve endings jumped with excitement, and her body begged and screamed to cozy into him.
    Ignoring her sensible brain’s command to move away, Cassie steadfastly stared straight into his eyes. From across the bedroom, Brice’s irises had appeared almost teal. Had she been close enough to realize that his left eye was a vivid shade of dark blue and his right one was a bright green, she would’ve recognized him by his reputation of mismatched eyes.
    And missed all that delicious touching and tackling and more touching.
    She couldn’t wait to do it again.
    â€œStop!” Oops, she hadn’t meant to say that aloud.
    â€œI can’t show up at the hospital naked.” He dipped his stern face within inches of hers. His mismatched gaze bore into her as if willing Cassie to say something, but her mind filled with two thoughts: how striking his eyes were and how much she wanted to rub her body against him like a frisky cat.
    Being a wolf, he probably didn’t like cats. Except maybe to eat them.
    Cassie’s sex clenched and her thoughts ran amok with visions of his soft whiskers against her inner thighs and the pressure of his masculine lips against