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too tired to argue.”
    “Where are you going?” he demanded, once again moving to stand in her way.
    “To another room.”
    “Why?” He had the balls to reach out and lightly grasp her chin, turning her head toward the bed dominating the room. “This bed is all toasty warm.”
    “You said this was your room.”
    His thumb brushed her lower lips, his touch sending a rush of arousal through her. “I’ll share.”
    Her mouth went dry as the vivid image of being spread naked across the mattress as this man kissed a path from the top of her blue-streaked hair to the tips of her fuchsia-painted toes blazed through her mind.
    Desire streaked through her, white hot and so fierce it made her knees week.
    God, she had to get out of there.
    “In your dreams,” she said, the words sounding lame even to her.
    His gaze followed his thumb as it traced the stubborn line of her jaw.
    “We’re stuck here together,” he murmured, his voice husky with invitation. “We might as well enjoy our time.”
    She slapped away his hand before stepping around his body and heading toward the door with a grim determination.
    Dammit.
    She didn’t know what was wrong with her.
    The man was a damned cat. And worse, he considered her nothing more than an unwelcome duty.
    “I’d rather sleep with a snake,” she informed him, her head held high.
    He waited until she was at the door before he called out to her. “Isi.”
    Reluctantly she glanced over her shoulder, refusing to acknowledge the impact of his golden beauty as he stood in a pool of moonlight.
    “What?”
    His eyes narrowed. “Raphael might need you for now, but I don’t trust you an inch.” His soft words sliced through her like a dagger. “Don’t give me a reason to kill you.”
    She stormed from the room and down the hall, choosing the bedroom furthest away before slamming the door behind her.
    The arrogant son of a bitch.
    How dare he threaten to kill her after…
    After what?
    She gave a choked laugh, pressing a hand to her lips as the faint queasiness began to return.
    After he’d offered to have sex with her?
    No. It wasn’t even sex.
    It was a quick fuck with a stranger.
    It was clearly time she returned to her own life.
    Far away from the bayous and Pantera males who would be greatly improved by having their bloated heads stuffed and mounted over the nearest fireplace.
     
    ***
     
    A thrill of excitement raced through Talon as he slid silently through the underbrush. In his cat form he moved with a silent grace that made certain his prey was unaware she was being hunted.
    Isi.
    His excitement turned to a darker, more enticing emotion as he caught the scent of magnolia.
    The female wasn’t at all what he’d been expecting.
    Harbingers of doom shouldn’t look like exotic butterflies, with raven black hair highlighted with brilliant blue, and black eyes that contrasted with pale, milky skin. Even the tattoo and piercings that should have made her look hard only emphasized her striking beauty.
    A rare, exquisite creature that had made lust explode through him from the second he’d caught sight of her curled in his bed.
    Of course, she did have the attitude, he wryly acknowledged.
    But even the sharp tongue and don’t-screw-with-me insolence fascinated him.
    It made him want to break through the brittle facade to find the warm, passionate woman beneath.
    And she would be passionate.
    He’d caught the scent of her arousal. An arousal that matched his own.
    She wanted him. Just like he wanted her.
    Beneath him.
    Now.
    Realizing they were nearing the border of the Wildlands, Talon began to close the distance.
    He’d heard her the second Isi had left her room to creep downstairs. She’d taken time to slip into the laundry room and grab one of the sweat suits that every Pantera kept in his home. Even though their clothing usually transformed during the shift, there were times when they were stressed, or injured, or too weary to maintain full control of their