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came
through the entryway into the living room.  He seemed different today; could he
have been right about Lily?
    “So,” Nathan said as his son stopped before him.
    “You did it Dad,” Max said with a huge grin.  “I can’t
believe it, Lily is the one.” They hugged and his father patted him on the
back, then he pulled back and sat down.
    “I don’t understand,” Max said.  “You’ve sent me brunettes
for so long, what made you send Lily to me?”
    “I felt her last night in the club, I could sense her
somehow.”  Nathan frowned.  “All our information has been based on a brunette. 
I only sent her because she seemed so right.  I fought it for a while, but
finally I approached Angie.  After I met her I knew she would be prefect for
you.  It’s too soon to know for sure if she’s the one though.” He cautioned
him.
    “Dad, she’s the one.”  Max smiled when his dad raised one
brow at him.  “I saw our future together.”
    “Really?”  Nathan smiled at his son; he knew he was tired of
playing the game.  Having women throw themselves at him hadn’t helped.  It had
been years since he had stepped a foot into the club. That’s why he had started
sending women to him.  “Did she say she would see you tonight?”
    “Yes,” Max smiled again.
    “Good, I’ll talk to your mother; she’s not here right now. 
I wonder if her vision is getting spotty, she was adamant that we were looking
for a brunette.”
    “Hah, good luck with that one.”  Max laughed.
    They talked a little while longer and then Max left to go
back home.  He had some work to do, and then he wanted to get ready for
tonight.  He couldn’t wait to touch her again, even just to hold her hand.  He
wanted much more than that though, he wanted to take his time with her and
explore every inch of her body.
     
     
    Lily finished the last few pages of the manuscript that she
had been reading.  She quickly secured them when a sudden breeze came through
the window.  She got up and closed it, shivering as she lay down on the couch
and pulled a soft throw off the edge and wrapped it around her.
    Her gaze was drawn to the painting above her fireplace
before she closed her eyes.  Kristi had given it to her last year after she had
been in New York for a book signing.  She smiled as she thought about her
friend. They were complete opposites, where Lily was red headed and fair
skinned, Kristi was tall and willowy with dark hair and tan skin.  Kristi knew
that she loved wolves.  Even when they were kids Lily was all about wolves. 
She had loved the painting from the moment she’d seen it.  It was like it
called to her.
    There was a dark forest and a lone pure white wolf stood out
in the painting.  His dark eyes glowed as he looked down from a small cliff, as
if he was surveying his domain.  It had been a while after she had gotten it
when she noticed another wolf in the painting.  This one was much smaller and
delicate, perhaps a female with a cinnamon coat. Then she noticed the others
scattered here and there, all in pairs.  She liked to think that the two had
finally found each other.  She smiled as she felt herself drift off to sleep. 
She dreamed of grey eyes, but they belonged to a man, not the wolf’s dark eyes
she usually dreamed of.
     
     
    Just before six Lily pulled up to the gates of Max’s
estate.  The same guard from last night came out to greet her.
    “Hello Miss Lily.  You can go right through, Mr. Thompson is
expecting you.”
    “Thanks Tim.” Lily smiled when he grinned at her; he seemed
pleased that she had remembered his name.  She drove her little Mazda Miata up the drive to the house.  She loved her little car, her father probably
rolled over in his grave when she hadn’t bought a Chevy.
    She opened her door and set one booted heel on the pavement
to get out.  When she straightened after reaching for her bag she knew that Max
was behind her.  She turned and found him leaning against her