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money.”
    “But you must have gotten hurt.”
    “Yes. Shifters heal quick, but we scar. So I paid my price.” She saw him shrug. “And then I got picked up, and I spent the last year inside. That’s all there is to it.”
    This was why she’d gotten into social work. This was why she wanted to work with shifters. The lives some of them led—so dangerous, so lonely, so close to the edge. There had to be another way. “Do you have a wife?” she asked. “Children?”
    That actually made him laugh, an easy sound that filled the car and made her heart speed up uncomfortably. “After hearing that story, you actually think I have a wife and kids?”
    “People do,” she countered, trying not to feel happy that he didn’t have a wife somewhere, raising his kids.
    “I don’t,” he replied. “We don’t have wives, anyway. We have mates.”
    “So, no mate?” she asked. “No one steady?”
    She felt him looking at her. “What do you know about shifter mating?” he asked.
    She felt her cheeks warm. Damn. “There isn’t much in the literature about it,” she admitted. “It seems to be… secretive.”
    “Well, I’m not getting into it,” Ian said, making her feel relieved and burningly curious at the same time. “But shifters have to take human women, and surprise, surprise—most human women don’t want a fucking thing to do with us.”
    “Oh,” Anna said.
    “What about you?” he asked. “You got a boyfriend who’s going to be pissed that you’re spending three weeks with me?”
    “No,” she said. “No boyfriend right now.”
    “Come on,” he said. “Be honest. They follow you around campus, you and that hair of yours.”
    She felt her spine straighten. He likes my hair? But she had to shut that down, fast. “Ian, we’re going to have a professional relationship,” she said. “You shouldn’t flirt with me.”
    “I don’t flirt, I observe,” he said. “I observe that you have the kind of hair that guys follow around. As well as other things.”
    What other things? Tell me, tell me. “Stop talking,” she said.
    He looked out the passenger window again and laughed quietly to himself. Anna felt every beat of that laugh in a pulse between her legs. “I’ll, um,” she managed, trying to talk over her dirty thoughts. “I’ll tell you about me, then, okay? That’s part of the deal.”
    “Okay,” Ian said. “Talk.”
    So she told him about herself—that she was born in Michigan, but had lived in Colorado for the past five years. About her mother and her sister. That she’d worked her way through university waiting tables, tending bar, and driving a delivery truck for a small shipping company in Denver.
    “And you have no boyfriend,” he said when she finished, circling back to his original topic.
    Why was he determined to talk about this? “Like I said, no.”
    “But you had one until recently.”
    “What?” She glanced at him, alarmed. “How do you know that?”
    He shrugged, the corner of his mouth quirking up. “I can smell things,” he said.
    “How the hell do you smell my old boyfriend?” she said. “We broke up over six months ago.”
    “I can’t smell him,” Ian explained. “I can smell apprehension coming off of you when the topic comes up. And anger. I can smell that now.”
    She huffed out a breath. She’d been feeling good about Ian, but now he was getting under her skin again. “Well, he cheated on me,” she said. “Can you smell that?”
    “No,” he said. “I can’t smell that.” She glanced over and saw him frowning. His green eyes looked chilly. “You want me to mess him up?”
    “ No . Thank you. And we’re done talking about my love life, okay?” She stared ahead at the road, where whirls of snow blew across the pavement. “It isn’t that interesting. And my life as a whole hasn’t been as interesting as yours.” Or as dangerous. She felt privileged, lucky to have such stupid problems compared to what he’d been through.
    “It