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stubble. Only his eyes, brilliant blue and flaming with intense awareness, reminded her that he still expected an answer.
    She shrugged nonchalantly. “That’s it?”
    J.C.’s eyes widened to the size of saucers. He dropped his hands from his hips and tried to flex them into fists, but his elongated claws wouldn’t allow it. “What do you mean, ‘that’s it’?”
    Eve leaned back against the wall and stretched her legs out in front of her. “After all your talk, I’d expected you to look more… monstrous.”
    Brad chuckled. “She’s got you there.”
    “Hey!” J.C.’s voice sounded like a low growl. “You’re the one who fainted, remember?”
    “I haven’t eaten lunch today,” Eve lied. “I have low blood sugar. It must have caught up with me.”
    J.C.’s mouth opened as though he meant to say more, but he clamped it shut again. Eve had a brief glimpse of long incisors and a pink tongue. She shuddered at the thought of what that tongue could do to her already heated pussy.
    Outside, a man laughed as he walked in front of the window. A shadow fell on the wooden floor, then disappeared. Moonlight snaked inside in its wake. A perfect silver beam played over the dark fur sprinkling J.C.’s chest and as Eve watched, he began to change.
    His claws retracted, his muzzle receding to reveal full lips and a prominent nose. The hair that had covered so much of his body disappeared, leaving a light dusting of curls in its wake. Eve groaned.
    J.C. the werewolf had been magnificent.
    J.C. the human was breathtaking, drop-dead gorgeous, and sexy as hell.
    Her gaze slid lower and she breathed a long sigh of relief. His cock hadn’t changed. It remained just as long and thick as it had before he’d turned back to his human shape, and just as stiff.
    She fought the urge to tear off her sundress and leap into his arms. Instead, she rose unsteadily to her feet. “Look, this has all been very… educational, but I really should be going.”
    “Oh, I see.” J.C. reached for a pair of jeans lying on the floor in a corner of the room. “You barge in here, see me as I really am, and you expect to just walk out afterward. Do I have this right?”
    A hint of panic rose like bile in Eve’s throat. “Sure. Why not?”
    “We’ve been over this. Humans don’t simply get to realize werewolves exist one day and have their eyes opened to all the secrets of the otherworldly. It doesn’t work that way.”
    “What do you propose, then?”
    J.C. zipped his jeans. They were torn in a number of spots along the thighs and at the waist, as though sharp claws had shredded them. She didn’t even want to know what would have prompted J.C. to try to dress in a hurry while he was still in werewolf form.
    “I don’t know,” he said at last. “But I’m not ready to just let you walk away.”
    Eve released a breath she didn’t know she’d been holding. “I have to find my friend. Angelina came in here to sabotage the fireworks display, but I haven’t heard from her in hours, and I’m worried.”
    Brad pulled on his jeans. “Angelina Moore? Griffin’s ex-lover?”
    Hope fluttered in Eve’s chest. “Yes. Have you seen her?”
    “Not tonight, no, but I know Griff thought she’d show up here. He was right, then? She came for the fireworks?”
    “Yes.” Eve swallowed hard. “He stole her formula, the only thing she ever had that was uniquely hers. The only thing she could be proud of. But Griff knew she planned to come here, didn’t he? Angelina’s scheme wasn’t a surprise at all.”
    “He knew she couldn’t pass up an opportunity to get back at him, yeah. That’s why he advertised the fireworks display in every major newspaper and magazine in the entire state.”
    “Oh, God.” Eve slid back down to the floor. “Do you know what he planned to do with her once she got here?”
    Brad laughed. “Yeah. He planned to fuck her senseless.”
    Eve gaped at him. “He planned to rape her?”
    Brad’s laughter died on his