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bear shifters of Colorado were highly feared. Especially among the small animal clans like the bobcats and foxes. The bears’ bully mentality caused a lot of problems for the more peaceable clans. If you had something they wanted, they took it without asking and with no repercussions. By blood.
    She broke the surface for air, a snarl ripping from her throat.
    This was useless. She’d seen nothing but nothing. The actual black water instead of the future. And no damn fortune cookie wisdom either.
    But doing this was a heck of a lot better than facing Diz right now.
    She’d spent the last two days locking up her feelings for him and reminding herself how ridiculous they were. To fall for your best friend was the oldest torture in the book. How could she have let herself do it?
    She took a deep breath and focused again, forcing the thoughts to the back of her mind. Thinking only of the water and Diz’s future, she spread her fingers until her palms pressed against the choppy surface.
    Focus, focus. Who is she?
    A splash to her right broke her concentration, and she looked up just in time to see another tiny pebble land on her left.
    “Hey, Dessy.” Diz grinned at her from one side of his mouth.
    He stood on the boulder above her, shuffling a handful of pebbles at his hip. He wore those jeans that made her feel a little hotter in his pressence. The dark ones with holes in the thighs. A tight black t-shirt that hugged his muscled shoulders. And his work boots that made him look like a piece of hardworking man-candy.
    “You broke my focus,” she complained, scowling.
    He raised an eyebrow and tossed in another pebble, this one closer to hitting her.
    She sighed, not wanting to play this time. “What do you want, Diz?”
    He stared at her, eyes narrowed, but he didn’t answer.
    She lowered herself under the water again just to avoid looking at him. When her oxygen had depleted, she came back up to find him exactly as she’d left him.
    “Movie night. Your place,” he suggested.
    No. Not that.
    Not now. She’d have to sit there with him, smelling his spicy woodsy scent that reminded her of her mountain home, and remembering what it felt like to have her lips against his.
    “Not tonight,” she murmured.
    He froze like her answer surprised him. “No movie night? We can watch that funny one you’ve been wanting to see.”
    She shook her head, running through excuses. “I have an early morning, and I’m tired. Still need to eat dinner, and… you know, this.” She gestured to the water.
    He stared down at the rocks in his hands, a deep frown creasing his face. “This, huh. I guess your vision isn’t cooperating?”
    She shrugged. “When does it ever?”
    “Maybe you need a break. Relaxation. Like, say… popcorn, a movie, and cuddling.”
    As frustrated as she was, how could she keep from smiling when the word ‘cuddling’ came out of his mouth? It sounded so normal. It was something they did weekly, their movie nights, and innocent cuddling was always part of that ritual. But now it wouldn’t be so innocent. Not on her end anyway. It didn’t seem right for her to pretend it was platonic.
    She swam closer to the bank. “What I need is a good night’s sleep. Go home, Diz. Maybe I’ll have news for you in the morning.”
    Give him hope, and he’d trot off happily to spend the night daydreaming about the future instead of making her drool after him. That was how she thought it’d go. But when she looked back at him, he seemed angry.
    “News for me?” he spat. “You think that’s what I came here for? To see if you had a name yet?”
    Well, not exactly. She figured he was curious, but she knew he’d come to check on her like he would any other day. Or just to say hi. Or for some company. But she’d hoped to make him leave. She just needed distance until she could see his mate. She knew it would help convince her heart to behave. Just until then, after that they could go on being friends like they’d