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on a movie-zombie quality.
    She wiped it off, brushed her teeth, and hopped in the shower. She didn’t know how long a perimeter check would take, but his fine ass was not coming back to her looking as though she should be stalking a cemetery somewhere. She soaped, rinsed, and dried off in record time. She lotioned her body and applied eyeliner and lip gloss.
    Heat pooled in her belly, and a slow ache began in her spine. The hand she place on her midsection was a bit shaky. Was she coming down with something? Wasn’t it enough that she’d almost died? Now she was getting the flu? The doorbell rang, and she slipped on her cream-colored silk robe with the cherry-blossom pattern before hurrying to the door.
    One look through the peephole had her wishing she hadn’t bothered. Hal stood there. He pressed her buzzer several more times, getting on her nerves because it was annoying and he wasn’t Nic.
    She pulled the door open. “What do you want, Hal?”
    His cologne overpowered her for a moment, and he was able to push past her into the apartment. She wondered if he’d always worn so much of the scent and she’d just been too silly to notice. She wanted to snarl at him. Her belly couldn’t handle the stench. The cramping was getting worse, and her limbs felt a little warm and tingly.
    “I want us to stop playing games now, Leila. We belong together.”
    He tried to touch her, and she moved away. They didn’t belong together. His stinky behind belonged outside.
    “I really need you to go now.” Before she hurled. “I have company.”
    The front door opened. She turned to find Nic standing in the doorway. His jaw was so tight she wondered how it didn’t shatter. Then she saw the claws. Panic assailed her. Would he harm Hal and leave a trail of blood on her carpet? Assault wouldn’t be awesome for his police career advancement.
    Deep inside, where her intuition lay, she knew something dark was riding Nic. She’d seen the way he’d responded to Hal at the party. Having the other man in her home while Nic was in protective mode was going to bring his beast too close to the surface.
    “Nic.” She kept her voice calm.
    He never took his eyes from Hal. Hal stood frozen to the spot. She could see the fear in his eyes. One look at Nic told her why. His eyes were glowing slightly. This was very bad. She went to him and touched his arm, calling his name again. He didn’t respond, but he did take another step into the room. She could almost feel the menace in the air. Hal whimpered.
    Instinct rode her as she stood on tiptoe, grabbed the back of Nic’s neck, and kissed him. There wasn’t any hesitation before he was kissing her back. Heat traveled throughout her body. Thoughts of saving Hal dropped from her mind. She used her free hand to clutch Nic’s shirt and tug herself in tighter to his body. His tongue danced with hers. Delight zinged along her spine. The feel of his lips against hers, the smell of his skin, the feel of his neck beneath her hand pooled desire in her belly and moisture along her folds.
    Leila attempted to hold on to Nic as he drew from her grasp and stepped in front of her. He grabbed Hal by the back of his suit jacket, tossed him into the hall, then closed and locked the door. Despite her exasperation, she giggled. Nic turned his intense brown eyes to her, and she tried very hard to look serious.
    “Why did you let him in?” he asked.
    “I didn’t. I opened the door. He walked in while I was distracted by how much cologne he was wearing.” She shuddered.
    Snagging her around the waist, Nic jerked her flush against him. She tried to remember why being with him was a bad idea. This is Coldwell. Shifters and witches didn’t mix. Her mother was going to turn into a dragon and breathe fire. By the time Zuria finished with her, Leila would surely wish a little shape changing and singed hair were all she’d have to deal with.
    The dull ache in her back and belly intensified and spread all over her