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suddenly turned cat for no reason and started tearing people apart. Because there seems to be no trigger like there was for you fellas, I'm worried that it makes me… a risk. What if I lost it upstairs? You fellas could protect yourselves down here, but my lab assistants up there would be helpless."
    For a moment everyone sat silently thinking.
    Colt then looked up and met his gaze. "This girl you met. How do you feel about her? Is she anyone special?"
    Coop shrugged. "I don't know how I feel about her yet. I just met her. But I was interested. I may not be sexually active like the rest of you, but I do have sexual thoughts about pretty girls. So, yeah, I was sexually attracted to her. I even asked for her number, which was a first for me."
    He ran out of things to say. Talking about his sexual inadequacies, caused by the fact he was pretty much dead from the waist down, wasn't high on his To Do list. Oh, he'd very occasionally get some life in his dick, but never enough to ejaculate. His problems were caused by nerve damage to his spine. But knowing the cause didn't make it any easier to deal with though.
    However, his lack of words wasn't entirely caused by his sexual insecurities. It was also due to his newly discovered feelings for Amy. How could he put into words the odd connection he felt with this complete stranger? He thought it was likely just the shared pain and desperation that had driven them both to that con-artist tonight. But it felt like more than that.
    "So you've never been interested enough in any other girl to ask for her number?" Caleb pressed as if he'd found an interesting virus in the coding of a program.
    "Look, we aren't all alley cats like you, okay? I have more important things on my mind than pussy. Like saving the world?" Did he actually sound as defensive as he felt?
    Caleb grinned and sat back, crossing his tattooed arms across his well-defined chest. "Our little brother is growing up, ain't that cute. Cooper and …What's her name, brother?"
    "Amy Hays. And shut the fuck up, arse-hole. I've had about enough of your brand of humour for one night. This is serious. I'm a risk to the people I work with. To… To Amy. I need answers not childish jokes."
    "Amy?" Colt repeated the name as if it was something special. He looked across at Chase. "Alyssa, Alice and now Amy? Is her name a coincidence or is she one of ours? Maybe just being in her proximity is activating Coop's cat."
    Cooper stared at Colt as if he'd grown a second head. What was he on about? Alyssa, Alice and Amy. Was he having a go at him too? What had Colt's and Connor's mates got to do with a girl he just met?
    Then the penny dropped. The weird connection he felt to her. The need to protect her from whoever had made her feel so bad about herself.
    Caleb hadn't said anything, but started attacking his keyboard with a vengeance. In a few more seconds he lifted his head.
    "There are a few Amy Hayses in the S F area,” Caleb announced, using the abbreviation for San Francisco he preferred. Coop liked calling it Frisco , not just because it was an old-fashioned term, but because it captured the essence of the place more fully for him. It was like someone was trying to turn this city into another LA by calling it S F.
    “Hays with and without an e . What else can you tell me about her?" Caleb asked, returning in his gaze to the screen in front of him so he could scan for more information.
    "She's rich. She's in her late teens or early twenties. A gorgeous redhead. I… I don't know what else…"
    "Oh shit! Okay, I think we can cross her off as one of our mates. I've found the girl." He spun the screen around so the rest of them could see the Newspaper Gossip Column picture of Maxwell Hays, his wife Gloria and their daughter Amy, at a recent fundraiser. Father and daughter had red hair, though Hays had a darker auburn shade than the girl did.
    "Yeah, that's her. But what's the big deal? So she's rich. How does that make her unacceptable?"