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The man scooped me into his arms and held me close I pressed my face into his shoulder and held on to him like he was Superman I wished he was Superone?" I asked My purse dangled fro at my hip "Did you s-scare them away?"

"No" His hands twitched underneathhard on my neck"

"So what?" I was terrified , and he was co about my breath control?

He sed heavily "It&039;s a sensitive spot"

"Here?" I asked, allowinghi where not to breathe on him wasn&039;t all that relevant

"Hm-mmm" He sounded discolanced down The wolves were a couple of feet away, pacing Their fur was thick and glossy - shiht

"What are they doing?" I whispered

"Deciding whether or not to eat you"

I squealed and tried to glue myself toto"Who are you?"

"Ralph Genessa And you are?"

"Scared out of rip around his neck

"That&039;s an unusual name"

"Ha ha haHave you done Leno yet?"

His brows rose Oh, right My name "I&039;m Libby Monroe"

The wolves snapped and snarled

I screa on ered back a few steps, his hands gripping ht

"Would you ain?" he snapped "They won&039;t hurt us"

"You&039;re an optimist, aren&039;t you?" Death was three feet from us Stinky, slobbery deathMy heart tried to escape, first by trying to pound out ofto climb out of rowl, but they didn&039;t try to maul us Why wouldn&039;t they leave?

"Please, Ralph," I begged "Make the Whisperer"

"Jeez! Give it a whirl!"

He laughed

Startled by this reaction, I peered up at hiht he was only pleasant-looking? That siven Brad Pitt a run for his , I could tell he wasn&039;t soft and flabby, either My rescuer was better built than I thought His s and back where he held me An electric thrill zipped upthe jig in my sto, right?"

"I was talking to them," he clarified

To the into his arood idea?

The wolves barked

I squeaked and threw my arms around Ralph&039;s neck My purse srunted

"I&039;ll take care of her," Ralph said "If she doesn&039;t kill ain

"Yes, I&039;ll call Patrick"

Who was Patrick? And why did he need to be called? I ventured another look down The wolves stared atin that ill-devour-you-with-hot-sauce way, and then took off I looked at Ralph, stunned that he had solittered with humor and with concern andooooooh, as that ? Interest? Of the sexual kind? My heart skipped a beat

"What just happened here?"

He shrugged "I gave it a whirl"

"Nice" Now that the wolves were gone, I felt a scooch eous As a bonus, my heart decided to stay put and resu here?" He sounded curious, which was far better than accusatory

"My car broke down" The lie rolled off hnot to look away I hated telling fibs, but PRIS wasn&039;t alelcoht ere a joke, and others a threat

"You&039;re a liar," he accused softly

I couldn&039;t stop aze, which probably just confir here, Libby Monroe?"