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Max’s mind had circled back to Bonner by the ti stopped to pick up a few supplies on the way Forcing himself off the topic, if only to deny the bastard the satisfaction of knowing he’d once again got everyone dancing to his tune, he looked around the apartment while Talin played with a Morpheus as still miffed at his recent imprison hands see beast out of it

"Nicer place than I expected," he said to Clay Big bedroo area, kitchen, and bath And he had s "Guess being a special investigator paysa detective"

Clay walked to join Max at thenear the dining alcove "Good view fros, but ithis voice, Max asked, "How’s Jon?" The teenager had been kidnapped, held in a Psy lab, and tortured before being rescued Last Max had heard, he was giving Talin and Clay fits with his tricks

Clay grinned "Still a sot a crush on one of the young dominant fe to hi wave inside him "I bet she thinks he’s adorable"

Clay snorted "I think it’s more a case of ‘aw damn, he’s a baby, I can’t hurt him’ "

"Ouch" Max winced, feeling for the kid "That’s got to bite"

"Uh-huh" A very feline look appeared on Clay’s face "But, you know, he’s determined as hell A few years down the track and who knows"

"Max?"

Glancing around at Talin’s voice, he saw Morpheus purring in her lap Ungrateful alley cat never purred for Max All he got was sniffs and snarls "Yeah?"

"Do you want me to take him home with us?" Worry marked her expressive features "He doesn’t look like an inside cat"

Max scowled on Morpheus’s behalf "Daht he’s not He’ll find a way out of here within the day" And probably coious collection

Talin scratched the traitorous cat behind his ears Morpheus’s eyes all but rolled into the back of his head "Well," she said, sounding dubious of Max’s claireenery, you knohere I live"

"Morpheus’s favorite hobby involves garbage cans--I think he’d have an aneurys?"

"Of course he is I kno to treat cats" A sultry glance aimed solely at herlike a voyeur and--if he was honest--a little bit envious as well He’d give his right arm to be loved like thatto love like that But fact was, he wasn’t capable of that depth of vulnerability, and he was honest enough to know it, to never make promises he couldn’t keep

One woman had kissed him on the cheek as they parted and said, "You threay the key to your heart a long tiht, because she was a woood friend, but afterward, he’d wondered--had he thrown it away or had the lock beco?

The discreet chihts "I’ll get it" Walking across, he opened the door

And knew he’d been waiting for her since the second he set foot in this city of fog beside a sparkling bay

CHAPTER 6

Any skin-to-skin contact with a hu, even a Psy with inadequate shields, may destroy what remains of your telepathic protections Avoid all physical contact