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girl-turns-into-dog nightmare she was living at the moment, could she?
    “Humor me. Just this once. The next time the pain hits, reach for it. Imagine your human self and let the pain roll through you. You’ll see that I’m right.” He shrugged when she shook her head. “Suit yourself. But if I were you, I would at least try it. What could it hurt?”
    Kendra stared up at him for a minute. He was right. What could it hurt? It wasn’t as though he was telling her to strip or anything. He wouldn’t get anything out of it. If anyone benefited from it, it would be her.
    The burning started low in her stomach. Instead of steeling herself to fight off the pain and struggle through it, Kendra reached for it, embraced it and held onto a mental vision of what it would feel like to be human so she could scream her bloody head off at what was happening to her.
    It no longer mattered that this was a dream—had to be a dream. The only thing that mattered was ending the pain. The wave of heat washed over her, bringing the pain, but not as intense as the first time. Her bones snapped and popped. Her forelegs became arms with hands and fingers, and her back legs, grew longer into her human legs minus the hair. Before she knew it, she was human again. The man’s hand no longer held her snout. He kept it pressed tight against her mouth, blocking her moans.
    Kendra stared up into his too-handsome face with those liquid silver eyes and started to cry. She didn’t know what was going on, but one thing was certain. She had to be in some sort of coma, because she couldn’t wake up from this crazy, crazy dream!
    “Sh…don’t cry.” He wiped her tears away with his thumbs. “Let’s get you up and dressed.” He grasped her upper arm and helped her stand.
    “Oh, my God. I’m naked!” Kendra‘s entrie body flared with heat as she undoubtedly turned red with mortification. Reaching down to the bed, she grabbed a sheet and held it up to cover her. “Where are my clothes?” She gave the room a quick once over in an effort to find them.
    “Stay right there. I’ll get them.” The man moved away to search the room.
    He found her underwear and jeans about four feet from the bathroom where she remembered shaking them off earlier.
    “Put these on while I find the rest.” He handed her the garments, his gaze lingering on her purple thong a bit longer than necessary.
    Thinning her lips, Kendra snatched her clothes from him with a muttered, “Thank you,” and started to dress. It wasn’t an easy thing to do while attempting to hold the sheet in place. Underwear down, jeans to go.
    “I’ve already seen it, if that’s your problem.” He half-smiled. “Nice wax.”
    What a jerk! “Just look the other way. I don’t give a damn if you’ve already seen it. I’m not providing you with a free show. If you want to see someone naked, go to a strip bar.”
    He turned away with a chuckle. “There’s no need to be on the defensive. I was just trying to help, Kendra.”
    Now there’s another person who knew who she was, but she still knew nothing about these people. “No, you were rubbing it in.” She yanked her jeans up and fastened them. “If you could find my shirt and bra, I would be grateful.”
    “Really?” He turned around and gave her a wink. “Just how grateful would you be?”
    “Obviously not as grateful as you have hoped.” She tilted her head and looked at him. “How do you know my name? It seems as though everyone knows me, yet I don’t know who the hell any of you are.”
    “My apologies, Miss. My name is Galen Tolbert. I have been sent here to save you from the man whom you’ve most likely already deduced is a mad scientist.”
    “Right.” She draped the sheet around her shoulders and rested her hands on her hips. “Like I’m going to believe this is anything more than a crazy dream from the likes of which, I can’t wake up.”
    “Oh, you’re not dreaming, baby.” He bent to pick up the purple lace