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The PI business has really gone to the dogs. Literally.
Werewolf Lucy Lyle has just caught a ruff new case: sniff out the stalker preying on a couple of male strippers. Should be easy enough, except it seems that the only scent Lucy’s wolf is interested in is that of the scrumptious new client. Human client. Too bad they’ve sworn off humans for good. But like a dog with a bone, the harried PI is determined to solve the case, facing down the dangers of strip club locker rooms, waxing strips, law professors, smart mouthed police officers, and, worst of all, true love.
“Um...are you looking for someone?” he asked with a wary grin.
I nodded. “You.”
I could hear the pounding of his heart as it picked up the closer I got.
“And why is that?” he asked.
He had to have felt it, too, that moment in the club when our eyes met and the world stopped moving. But humans, I knew, needed reassurance and encouragement in these situations, needed to protect their ego so that they didn’t jump at the wrong signal. So I stretched a smile across my teeth.
“I think you know why,” I replied, injecting as much coy into my tone as a girl who didn’t generally do coy could manage.
His pulse skipped in my sensitive ears and my wolf shivered in response, impatient to get closer, to touch, to taste. His eyes widened slightly and I realized my eyes were starting to shift with the wolf’s sight rather than my own, which meant that they were probably glowing at him. It tended to happen when we got especially excited and she crept too close.Mine, we thought again, the word resounding loudly in my head.
I was across the space between us in less than a blink, my face turned up towards his, pulling those lips closer to mine. The quick caress of his breath was warm against my mouth.
And then there was nothing but pain.
Randa Flannery has an a degree in English and writes a variety of romantic fiction, including suspense, comedy, and urban fantasy. Randa is a member of the Romance Writers of America and lives as an expat with her husband and children in FuYang, China.
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