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the magic inherent in all those of Etruscan descent, made her an integral part of the community.
    Here, he still treated her like she was ten. And as much as he wanted to pretend otherwise, she was almost sixteen. And mature for her age.
    He had no clue why she still agreed to spend these weeks with him but he was damn grateful she did. Why would he want to deny her the chance to interact with another woman?
    Even if he wanted the woman with a completely irrational need.
    Besides, Cat would be good for Tamra . His daughter had already coaxed a smile out of Tam, who looked as if she was relearning how to do it.
    The idea made him want to hit something.
    Shoving the rage back, he focused instead on her pretty face, which made his chest ache and his balls tighten.
    As Cat fawned over her, complimenting her clothes and her hair, her pale skin held a flush, as if embarrassed by the exuberant welcome. An inch or two shorter than Cat, and thin as a rail, she had small breasts and no hips at all. He knew from the news articles that she was twenty-three. Not as young as he’d first thought but still too damn young.
    Hell, she looked even more like a teenager than Cat, who’d filled out in the past year, more than any father would ever be comfortable with.
    And yet…
    Tamra’s eyes held an old soul.
    She looked at him at that moment, catching and holding his gaze as Cat led her through the living and dining areas to the kitchen. He tried to look as non-threatening as possible but he’d lost that battle with the first tattoos twenty-five years ago.
    Protective runes ran down the length of his left arm, the bold black figures menacing and alien. The others had come later—the stylized wolf paw, the symbol of his unit, on his right shoulder and the Etruscan moon symbol on his right pec with its uneven number of small round marks. His kills. He hadn’t had time to add the last two.
    Another set of protective runes marked the outside of his left thigh, now covered by his shorts.
    As Tamra came closer, he watched her gaze slip down his arm and keep going, dropping to his feet before starting their way back up. She paused for one heart-stopping second at his groin before slowly raising her gaze back to his.
    He stood as still as he could, afraid to startle or scare her in any way. She’d looked ready to bolt when she’d walked through the door.
    Now those pale blue eyes caught and held his. Heat boiled up from his gut and through his body. Good thing she wasn’t looking at his crotch now because she’d have noticed the throb his cock made before he got himself under control.
    “So I hope you’re hungry, Tam.” Cat’s voice broke through the tension filling the air around them. “We’ve got so much food. And Dad’s gonna throw the steaks on now, aren’t you, Dad?”
    The command in his daughter’s tone made him smile and he gave her a military salute, right fist to his opposite shoulder. “As you wish, Princess.”
    And there went Cat’s eyes. “My dad thinks he’s a comedian.”
    “Yeah, but I know my place.” He glanced back at Tam then couldn’t look away. Her expression had softened, lost some of the hesitation she’d walked in with. Her ice-blue eyes warmed and her lips curved into a small smile.
    For one way-too-long second, he felt like he was free-falling. The loss of control didn’t feel as awful as he thought it would.
    Forcing himself to move, he walked forward, holding out his hand. This time he thought he was ready for the jolt when he touched her.
    He was ready. Maybe a little too ready.
    His hand swallowed her smaller one, her skin soft and warm against his. He resisted the urge to pull her against his body but he held on a little too long. Not that she seemed to mind.
    She kept smiling at him until finally he had to pull back or kiss her. And he didn’t think she’d appreciate that. At least, not in front of Cat.
    “Guess that’s my cue to get moving.” He tried to hold his smile to a friendly