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grinned. “And I’d be happy to help you with that, too,” he all but purred.
    Lamar forced himself to take a step backward. He shook his head, though he couldn’t seem to rip his gaze away from the long, thick shaft jutting from Rueben’s groin. “Clothes. Put on some shorts or something. Once we’re settled in your new room, then we’ll order room service. You did say you wanted to get to know me.”
    Although Rueben’s scent and obvious arousal were driving Lamar nearly nuts, he refused to start the bonding process without knowing a little about the man, at least. To his relief, after several seconds of staring, Rueben nodded.
    “Fair enough. Toss my duffle over here, would ya?” Rueben requested, pointing to the black bag on the floor.
    Lamar did as asked, setting it on the bed. Needing a distraction, Lamar dragged his gaze away from his mate’s sexy body. It was easy to see the man worked out regularly. “So, how’d you break it?”
    “Hockey accident. Me and another guy were skating toward the puck. Got my foot twisted when he checked me into the boards,” Rueben stated. He shrugged. “Bad luck is all. Knocked me out for the season.” After slipping into a pair of cut-off sweat shorts, he grinned. “Now, I’m kinda glad it happened.”
    Lamar’s brows lifted. “Why?”
    “Because I wouldn’t have been available to look for my brother otherwise,” he said, limping toward him. “I would have sent a private detective and missed out on meeting you.”
    Swallowing hard at the feral gleam in his mate’s green eyes, Lamar backed a step. “You don’t know anything about me.”
    Rueben grinned. “We’ll change that, sweet stuff,” he assured. “There’s no denying there’s something between us.”
    Lamar couldn’t agree more. Rueben was his mate. He was just surprised the human could already feel it so strongly as well. Instead of confirming or denying, Lamar grabbed Rueben’s bag and handed the man his crutches. He headed into the bathroom to gather his human’s kit.
    Hearing Rueben grunt, Lamar shoved the shampoo into the bag and turned. He found Rueben leaning heavily on the doorframe, his already pale skin nearly white. “Damn, maybe you should sit back down,” he urged, heading toward him.
    Rueben shook his head. “I’m fine.”
    Lamar snorted. “You’re not fine. You—”
    “Hey, guys. Got a new room all set for ya,” Sam said, shoving the broken door open and pausing behind Rueben. He took in the man’s pale face and stance. “You okay, dude?”
    Clearing his throat, Rueben pushed away from the wall. “Yeah, I’m good. Lead the way,” he demanded gruffly.
    It hit Lamar that his mate really didn’t like being weak. The guy worked out, seemed good at sports, and came off as a pretty active human. Having a broken bone must really frustrate him. Watching his mate limp along behind Sam, Lamar wondered how the guy would take him being a shifter. If they bonded, his lover would heal three times faster. He’d probably be out of the boot in a couple weeks.
    Nibbling his lip, Lamar tried to decide on the best approach. He knew his friends would help if he asked, just as they’d helped him break into Rueben’s room—literally. When he’d heard the pain in his mate’s voice, he’d been frantic to find a way to get to the man. Sam had seen his agitation and immediately assisted.
    He lost his train of thought when Rueben turned to look at him and gave him a lascivious smile. “So, you gonna take care of me for a few days?”
    “Yes,” Lamar answered immediately, before catching himself. “Uh, I mean—”
    Rueben chuckled. “Oh, no taking it back now, sweet thing. Come in and tell me all about yourself.” He led the way into a new motel room.
    Sam actually snickered as he handed Lamar the card key. “Like that’s gonna happen,” he muttered.
    Lamar rolled his eyes, then said, “I appreciate your help. Thank you.”
    “Any time,” Sam replied. He rubbed his thumb up