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his dragon had tolerated. Going on, more images flooded his
brain. Training. Lots and lots of training. The bite of claws. The
sting of flames. His buddies congratulating him when he made his
goal. He had earned the right to wear that tattoo on his shoulder.
The one human memory he recalled was the sting of the needle as it
embedded the ink into his skin. Everything came to him in flashes
of sensation, but no sound. It gave him a sense of what he was—he
was an Elite—but he still had no idea who he was.
    The soft scratching of Terra’s nails over
his scales stopped as she turned the car in somewhere and shut it
off. They had arrived at wherever they were going.
    Good. It was high time they both got some
answers.

 
     
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    Safe. Terra turned off the car and
looked down at the dragon in her lap. At least he wasn’t growling
and chirping at her anymore. Damn, was he grumpy. She rested
her hand back down on him. He was also warm and smooth. Something
she could really get used to. Terra shook her head, driving the
silly thought out. He may look like a pet, but he was really a man.
Something she should remember.
    She patted him gently on the shoulder. “Wake
up.”
    The dragon cracked his eye and looked up at
her.
    Wow! His eyes were gorgeous.
    “I think it’s time we talked.” Terra patted
him again.
    He lifted his head up and chirped at
her.
    Terra just shook her head. “We’re going to
have to work on your communication skills, buddy.”
    The dragon snickered and nodded his
head.
    “Can you change back?” Terra looked at him,
calculating how big he would be in human form. He might fit, lying
in the seat like that. It would be entertaining to see him try. A
chirp interrupted her musing.
    Turning around, the dragon caught hold of
the door with his teeth and tried to pull it open. So
cute!
    “Here.” Terra leaned over him and yanked on
the handle. The door popped open.
    The dragon gave her another chirp and hopped
out onto the floor of the barn.
    Grabbing her door, she pushed it open and
looked around the barn. This was the perfect place to talk with
him. A twinkling of glass shone in the corner—the only evidence
that this barn had surveillance in it.
    “I’m sorry I snapped at you.”
    Terra turned around and saw that her dragon
had turned back into a man. “As well you should be.” She slammed
the door and started around the car. “I just saved your ass back
there, buddy. You should be at least a little grateful.”
    She stopped as soon as she got around the
front of the car. He was standing there, buck naked. Again.
    “Don’t you have any sense of decency?” She
stormed over and pushed past him. “Geez.” Pulling her quilt out of
the car, she thrust it at him. “Cover that thing up. A girl can
only take so much.” Turning her head away from him, she tried to
find something interesting to look at on the floor.
    Snickering, he reached for the blanket. One
hand took the blanket, while the other caught Terra’s wrist.
    Terra’s eyes shot up to meet his.
    “Thank you.”
    The warmth in his voice sent a shiver down
her spine. The blanket slipped from her fingers as he dropped it
and reached up to cup her cheek.
    “For everything.”
    What was that? Terra glance away as
heat crawled up her skin. “You’re welcome.” It was unnerving how
his voice made her insides flutter. Pulling away from him, she shut
the car door.
    Snickering again, he picked up the blanket
and wrapped it around his shoulders so it hung down around him. “Is
this better?”
    Terra glanced back. “Yes.” It was almost a
shame to have him cover up, but she really needed to talk to him
without the distraction. She turned around and leaned on the side
of the car. “I should let you know that this barn belongs to a
friend of the family. He’s a bit of a conspiracy nut, so we’re
under surveillance.”
    The dragon man nodded.
    “So,” Terra eyed him, “who are you?”
    He let out a long sigh and turned to lean
against the