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It’s not like I was hot on the dating scene for the last several years.”
    He looked on as Dylan seemed to mull it over for a few minutes. “Have Liam help you. God knows he’s been popular enough with the ladies, so he must be doing something right. Besides, he might be able gain some information while helping Lynn move her things in that could come in handy. It would be a bonus for you to get an inside scoop on what she’s feeling and to have another shifter to put in a good word for you. You know, he can find out her favorite flower, color or whatever. Then you can come in with a peace offering of some sort to soften her up, because right now? Yeah, she’d probably just as soon throw something at you than listen.”
    Jag nodded, possibilities playing out in his mind. This could work—if Liam was willing to help out and not be a smartass at every turn. “Right, Liam.” Jag sighed. “I’ll try my best not to maul your brother, Prime, but I make no promises. If he continues poking my jaguar, I can’t be held responsible for what happens if my beast breaks free.”
    Barking out a laugh, Dylan leaned against the wall and crossed his arms once more. “Jag, I’ve already warned my brother about that. If he keeps on, let him have it.” He shrugged as if he wasn’t concerned that he’d just given someone permission to assault his brother. “We heal quickly, and it might be good for him.”
    With that, Dylan pressed the button for the elevator.
    “What should I do for now?” Jag asked.
    “If you want, you can go scout the land with a few of the others. Make sure the area is still secure before we move her in next week.”
    The suggestion was perfect. It served a double purpose of getting him out of her immediate area and catering to his protective instincts where she was concerned. Jag knew Liam would be here watching out for her in his absence, and it would allowed Jag to concentrate on his current mission.
    Everything had to be perfect for when she came to her new home. He would ensure it was. After all, Jag wasn’t just protecting Lynn. No, he was looking out for his future mate, the woman who owned his soul. He was guarding his heart.

 
    Chapter Three
     
     
     
    It had been two weeks since Jag had shattered Lynn’s heart. True, life had left her jaded when it came to relationships, but there was something special about Jag. There had been a pull, an uncanny attraction on a level she’d never experienced before. She had been utterly shocked at the level of pain caused by overhearing Jag telling Liam he couldn’t mate with her because it “wouldn’t be right”. What the hell did that mean anyway?
    While he’d been assigned to protect Samantha, Jag had watched out for both women. The intensity in his gaze whenever it had strayed Lynn’s way had often caught her off guard. He looked at her as if he wanted to devour her, and heaven help her, Lynn wanted him to. He was sin made flesh, her every dark fantasy brought to life…and someone she should stay far from.
    Life had taught her that every person she let in brought her either pleasure or pain, peace or drama, love or loss. She’d already learned how fragile her heart was. After all, it was protected inside one’s chest by a cage of bone for that very reason, wasn’t it? She simply had to reinforce the walls to guard it and allow the foolish thing time to heal.
    Lynn was grateful to Jag for keeping his distance. He had the night shift around her new home, but not seeing him went a long way to easing the hurt she harbored from his words. Still, simply knowing he was around set her pulse racing. Hell, sometimes she caught herself gazing out the kitchen window and looking for any sign of his sleek, black fur in the trees while she sipped her coffee.
    As the days passed, little things popped up—sweet, thoughtful gestures that led her to believe this was his way of apologizing. The first was a set of cement planters placed on either side of her