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whether I'll be taking on the job. It's better for me to have a full understanding of what I might be looking for. Small details make all the difference." She stood in my jacket, and I glanced down at her long legs again before I could stop myself. Her gaze followed mine, and she drew her arms around her chest. "Just stay here for a moment. I'll be right back with your jacket."
    I watched her go, unable to help myself. Beneath my skin, my coyote nipped at me, wanting me to follow and give her a great time to wash away that sadness weighing her down. Then I'd be no better than that creep Donnie...but he ultimately hadn't been rejected. I ran my hands through my hair again. If she didn't take me on, what would I do? I hadn't really thought that might be a possibility, even though I was a college student living paycheck-to-paycheck, and I bet she catered to the wealthy. Her house was much bigger than my family's had been before the tornado.
    She had to agree to help me.

Chapter Seven
     
    Morgana
    I shut the bedroom door behind me, feeling my pulse start to race. My breath came out in harsh pants, as if I'd just run a freaking marathon. The way I'd felt in front of Cody was too much for me. I didn't want to feel any different about him than I did any other client, but something about him had caught me off-guard. He was charming and nice to me. Something about him made me think of how Ezra had been at the beginning of our relationship. I slammed that mental door shut and bit my lower lip, hard.
    I'd shrugged out of a pair of jeans and red t-shirt earlier before I'd gone flying, so I slipped into a pair of red lacy panties and a matching bra before putting that outfit back on. They had only been worn for a few hours, so the jeans and shirt weren't nasty. Besides, I'd been pretty clean after that long bath last night. Memories of it made me crave another. Cody would need the coat if he were to walk wherever home was for him. The weather was beginning to feel more and more wintry. I looked down at the brown leather jacket and brought it to my nose, inhaling his scent before I caught what I'd done.
    Get a hold of yourself, girl! I was going birdbrained after talking with Kevin last night, and then being around Cody. That needed to stop. I was a strong, independent female. Ezra had been the love of my life. That was over. It didn't matter what Kevin said. No one else needed to be put at risk for the sake of my relationship status.
    However, I did need this job. Kevin had one point. I did need to get out of the house more. Keeping myself locked up and torturing myself over my inability to save Ezra wasn't helping me. That behavior did more harm than good.
    I opened the door to my bedroom and walked back out into the living room to the sight of Cody's strong back as he stared out of the sliding glass doors. The snug shirt he wore gave an excellent view of the delicious expanse of muscles underneath.
    "Here's your jacket," I said, laying it on the couch where he'd been sitting. "I'll think about whether or not I'll take your job. Like I mentioned, bring whatever information you have tomorrow. I'd like to know what I might be searching for." The last time someone had held back info, the person I'd love had died...and that part definitely was my fault, whether I wanted it to be true or not.
    But I couldn't keep beating myself up over past failures. I’d learned a very hard lesson, and someone I'd loved had paid the price. Now I was hopefully smarter, and maybe I'd be more aloof about relationships in the future, especially when they intersected my career. For better or worse, I was a treasure hunter. This was my living, and I needed to stop hiding from it.
    "Thanks." He turned to face me, and took a few steps to cross the space between the window and where I stood by the couch. "I didn't catch your name before...?" He held out his hand to me, and I looked at it a moment before accepting his.
    "My name is Morgana. Since you found out about