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were both unopened. He dropped the gum in the bag.
The box of matches intrigued him. It had the name of a pub on
it—The Dragon’s Flight. “Do you know this place?” He held the box
out for Terra to see.
    “No.” Terra took the matches and flipped
them over. “But there’s an address on them. I’m sure we could find
it.”
    “We should probably start there.” Alex held
his hand out for the box.
    She gave it back.
    “Maybe someone there will know who I
am.”
    A small laugh came out of Terra. She rested
her hand on his shoulder reassuringly. “We will find out who you
are,” she promised, “but we should probably start with finding you
clothing. I don’t think they would like you in that pub wrapped in
just a blanket.”
    “Point.” Alex smiled up at her. “Clothing
first. Then food. Then we will go hunting.” He didn’t know about
Terra, but his stomach was telling him he had missed more than one
meal.
    “Deal.” Terra pressed down on his shoulder
as she stood up.
    He let out a soft sigh. The feel of her hand
on him stirred things inside him. When she offered to help him up,
he took it. Her hand was soft and warm in his. Desire washed
through him, and it was all he could do not to pull her in against
him. To feel her pressed into his body. His arms twitched with the
impulse, but he stopped them before they could act. Alex knew where
these feelings came from and understood the forces that drove
dragons, but she was human. She would not understand mating
instincts. Nor would she understand how his dragon side had latched
onto her.
    He pulled away from her and reached for the
car. “So, where to first?” he asked. Maybe if he put some space
between them, his instincts would settle down. Then again, maybe
not.
     
    ***
     
    What just happened? Terra looked at
her dragon man, confused. She had gotten the oddest feeling when he
had taken her hand. The way he touched it. The look in his eye.
Desire had shot through her. But then he had turned, and it was
gone. Shaking herself, she answered his question. “Meijers.”
    He nodded as he climbed in the car.
    Terra watched him as he sat in his seat with
his head down and eyes closed. There was something about him that
drew her. Sure, she had always been a sucker for hard-luck cases,
but still, most never sparked the feelings he did.
    Circling around the car, she got in and
started it up. It was weird with him in the car as a human. “So,
what do you remember?” she asked, prodding him into talking before
the silence could get stifling. There was something going on that
she didn’t understand.
    Her dragon man let out a deep sigh. “Not
much.” His brow furrowed as he thought. “Just pieces.”
    “Well, why don’t you tell me what you can remember?” Terra offered. “Maybe saying it out loud will
help.” It would also give her a better idea of who he was.
    After a moment of silence, her dragon man
let out another long breath and nodded again. “All right.”
    He tilted his head back to the headrest.
After a few more moments, he started rambling. The words came out
slowly. Only fragments of stories at first, but the longer he went
on, the longer his stories got.
    His life sounds interesting. Most of
it was either him in dragon form or centered around training of
some type. “Were you in the military?” Terra asked.
    The dragon man pulled himself from his
thoughts and looked at her. “No.” He shook his head. “Not the
military, and not the police, but something.” He raised his hand to
his head as if it pained him.
    Terra reached her hand over and rested it on
the blanket over his leg. “At least you remember something,” she
tried to comfort him.
    He dropped his hand down over hers. “Yes.”
Leaning his head back, he closed his eyes again. “But it’s all
pictures and feelings. There is no sound to any of it.”
    The soft slide of his thumb across Terra’s
skin sent tingles up her arm. She hadn’t meant for him to hold her
hand, but now