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He had no intentions toward her So why couldn’t he take his eyes off her?

"Sir?" theto the line as it had moved up The man’s sharp tone instantly pulled Duncan’s attention away froet laid

Chapter 2

Getting laid, yeah, Duncan thought grumpily But not by a fe was all it took to be committed to another wolf for life

He made a concerted effort to keep his eyes forhile he was in the custoent and not looking back to see if the silver-adorned fe him in line soon He really tried hard But he couldn’t help himself She was definitely alone, at least for now, and that bothered him

He had to admit that if she’d been an elderly female, it wouldn’t have bothered hilanced back to see if she was anywhere in sight No Just as well

Telling hied hiht have occurred Either she’d lost a bag and was not in line yet, or she aiting until he cleared out of the airport

He finally rations officer which hotel he was staying at Then he was on his way to the car rental area in the center of the ter outside when he saw her pulling her bag to the taxi stand where palers aiting i, tired frohts and ready to settle into hotels, villas, or other destinations throughout the island One tapped his foot on the ground; another corouchily into a cell phone about the delay

Duncan’s lady wolf looked at the long line of disgruntled passengers waiting for a taxi, and her whole body drooped a little in the heat Her expression was one of resignation, not annoyance like h Patience definitely wasn’t one of his virtues, either

He knew his nexta damsel in distress on occasion, but he was afraid he’d want much more than that with her, and he couldn’t afford it--either emotionally or financially But he couldn’t just leave her there waiting for a taxi when he had a rental car, unless she preferred that to his giving her a ride

He swung his bag over his shoulder and stalked toward her, i her eye Her wilted form quickly stiffened, and her eyes narrowed a little with suspicion

"I’ve hired a car," he offered, trying to show he meant her no trouble

She raised her brows a little "Scottish?"

"Aye American?" he asked

"Yep"

Just like the woman his oldest brother had mated, Julia Wildthorn, olf romance author After the American, Silverht he’d care for Americans in the flesh, but Ian’sfor taxis turned to stare at the two of the in paradise If only their observers knehat a disaster that could be betolves if they weren’t careful

One silver-haired man said, "I suppose the offer doesn’t stand for a couple of old codgers like us, does it, young h he was ready for fun in paradise, he earing a floral shirt over a well-rounded belly and standing with his wife, as dressed in a pink blouse that leamed with amusement "You can drop me off at my villa, if you don’t mind… if it wouldn’t be too much trouble to take theli hihtly seductive, instantly snagged hi