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friend to visit, she didn’t want to see the evil side of her.
    “It’s nothing, really. I met my neighbor.”
    “Oh? Which one?”
    “The Peeping Tom.”
    “And?”
    “He tried to flash me.”
    “What? Are you serious?” Her high-pitched tone clearly reflected her surprise.
    Alexi laughed. “No, of course not.”
    “This is exactly what I’m talking about. Something is really off with you. Tell me what happened exactly.”
    Alexi rolled her eyes. “Greg–”
    “His name is Greg?”
    “Well, Gregory, but he said to call him Greg.”
    “Go on.”
    “Greg must have seen the movers break my mirror because he came out with a trash can and broom. He made them clean up the mess.”
    “He made them?”
    “I’d say so. Then he offered his services to me.”
    “He what?”
    “His legal services.”
    “Your Peeping Tom is a lawyer?”
    A handsome one too. “Yes, and I’m certain he’s a werewolf.”
    “Did he flirt with you?”
    “Not really.”
    “So, what did you do?”
    “Nothing. I walked away.” Part of her regretted it, mostly her entire body, but her mind knew better than to let him fool her.
    “Did he say anything? Did he try to stop you?”
    “He said he could help me if I ever needed anything.” Alexi needed a thick, hot penis inside her. Would he give it to her? She was sure he would and it would feel fucking good, but she’d hate herself the next night. Sex wasn’t free.
    “Tell me the truth. Were you attracted to him?”
    Alexi leaned against the center island and rubbed her temple. “He’s good-looking. Large frame. Blue eyes. Dark hair. He has a trimmed beard…”
    “I feel like masturbating.”
    Alexi burst with laughter. “Okay, he’s hot, and smart–”
    “Uh-oh.”
    “What?”
    “Hot and smart? Sweetheart, you are in big fucking trouble. I think you like him.”
    “I do not!”
    “Maybe you don’t want to admit it, but you do.”
    “I’m smarter than–”
    “Hands down you are extremely intelligent and experienced. But do you know when a man will use you and when he won’t?”
    Alexi walked slowly around the center island, dragging her hand over the smooth countertop. “I’ve yet to meet a man who didn’t want something from me.”
    “Alexi, I love you, but…”
    “But?”
    “He sounds well educated. Be careful.”
    Alexi stopped, her arm outstretched and hand flat on the counter. “Don’t worry. I can handle a brainy werewolf.”
    Cass chuckled. “I don’t doubt it. Call me tomorrow night, after your party.”
    “You know I will.”
    “Bye.”
    Alexi set the phone on the counter. Gaze lowered, she saw the trash can and broom. She needed to return them. What better time than when he was asleep? She could run over to his house, leave them at the doorstep and not worry about seeing his masculine body. If by chance she did meet his eyes again, she’d return home and find her vibrator. Setting her plan into action, she picked up the broom and trash can, then headed toward the door.
    From her house, she crossed her driveway and stepped onto the lawn. The grass felt cool and soft under feet as she strode from her side to her neighbor’s yard. She stepped onto Greg’s concrete driveway and lights from the sides of the garage illuminated as if they were motion activated. She followed the small path to the front and noticed the home seemed dark and quiet. She guessed he was probably sleeping.
    She stepped onto the concrete porch and quietly placed the trash can next to the door with the handle of the broom leaning against the brick wall. The home remained silent and dark. Relief began to build within her with her task nearly completed. Now she had to make it back to her place.
    She stepped away from the house but before she reached the end of the porch the handle of the broom skidded over the bricks and made a rugged scraping sound. She spun, quickly grabbed the broom and froze. She hoped the noise didn’t wake Greg.
    Alexi cursed silently at herself. The