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first adjectives that spring to
mind.”
    He shrugged again. “And I design
electronic security systems. It’s not about your human self. It’s
about the wolf. Who she is.”
    Her heart had started to beat
faster, and she had no idea why. “You can tell who she is? I can barely tell who
she is.”
    He stroked the back of her hand. “You can’t
feel her? Think about your ex. What did she tell you about
him?”
    Weak. The word came unbidden, and tumbled
from her lips before she even realized she’d spoken. “Weak.” Zoe
blinked. “Except he wasn’t. I mean, not physically.”
    “ Physical size or shape
doesn’t matter,” he observed. “It’s about the magic.”
    Zoe reached out with her foot and nudged the
cart aside. The wheels squeaked slightly, filling the suddenly
tense silence between them. He sat in the chair across from her,
tousled and shirtless and gorgeous, and she smiled as she slipped
across the intervening space and dropped into his lap. “You don’t
feel weak.”
    “ Not now that I’ve eaten,”
he teased, sliding one hand under his shirt and over her
skin.
    She slid her hands over the warm skin of his
shoulders and up until they tangled in his hair. “So let’s make the
best of this room before we leave. I don’t have a closet full of
sex toys or a gigantic Jacuzzi tub.”
    “ You don’t?” he asked in
mock horror as he rose and carried her to the bed. “Well, then,
this is never going to work.”
    “ I’ll buy some.” She
dragged her tongue up the side of his neck until it tickled against
his earlobe. “As soon as we’re done violating each other, I’ll go
home and order sex toys in bulk. As long as you’ll come over and
use them with me.”
    “ We’ll see.” Connor dropped
her on the bed and reached for the button on his pants.
    It was a sharp reminder, even if
she doubted he’d meant it to be. As hot as it would be to watch him
peel his pants off, Zoe squeezed her eyes shut and reached above
her head to curl her hands around the headboard. She was getting
ahead of herself, letting the wolf’s pleasure in a strong mate
override her human sense. They weren’t dating, weren’t involved.
She didn’t even know his last name .
    And it was possible his invitation to head
back to his place really had been entirely about saving her a few
bucks, and not some sort of subtle hint that he wanted more from
her than another few hours of lusty, insatiable sex.
    So have the sex. Get what you need, get off,
and don’t get attached.

    Connor watched Zoe close her eyes and grip
the headboard. He took advantage of the moment to lift her leg and
bite the back of her knee, enjoying the way she shuddered under his
hands.
    So take her home. He managed to avoid
wincing, but barely. He was eager -- too eager -- to get to know her, to get her out of
there.
    To see her again.
    He felt a jolt in his chest. Zoe was sexy as
hell, which pleased him. But she was also strong, something that
drew the wolf in him like a lodestone. The challenge she presented
was irresistible. He needed to test himself against her, to see if
he could satisfy her desires. If he could, then he deserved the
reward of her pleasure.
    “ I’m going to see what’s in
that cabinet,” he whispered against her skin, then stepped back.
“Any requests?”
    Her heart pounded in her chest so loudly it
seemed to fill the room. “Surprise me.”
    He grasped the brass knobs and pulled open
the lacquered cabinet. Shelf after shelf was stocked full of tubs
and bottles, silicone, glass, and leather. He held up one ridged
glass dildo from the selection. “What do you think?”
    Her eyes drifted open, then went wide. Her
tongue darted out over her lower lip in what he was starting to
recognize as a nervous gesture. “I–I’m not exactly an expert
--”
    He smothered a laugh. “Neither am I,
sweetheart.” He replaced the dildo and chose a slightly smaller
vibrator in a garish shade of purple. “This one?”
    She nodded, still a