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Ellison’s Lupine eyes flashed gray white "Hold on there now, "

"Stay away froe

The song wailed to an end, and the jukebox clicked off Silence descended on the room as the two males faced each other Andrea breathed hard froly under her low-cut shirt

Ellison saw his sideways glance at her and laughed "Woo, Sean" He clapped Sean on the shoulder "You’re walking on a knife edge, ing every male who even looks at her"

Sean knew he should calh it off, but instincts were a bitch He stepped to Ellison, everything in hi near Andrea

Ellison lifted his hands, beer still in one "Steady, big guy I’ sure not to turn his back on Sean

When Sean didn’t pursue hiain A blood-drenched conflict had been avoided, and Shifters could go back to drinking and enjoying the night

Andrea was glaring at Sean, hands on hips "I was dancing, Sean Get over yourself" Before Sean could reach for her or say a word, she slammed away from him and marched back to the bar

After the bar closed, Andrea stashed her apron in the office and left through the back door, only to find Sean waiting for her The sword’s hilt rose above his shoulder, glittering in the h not as cold as previous nights, spring at last touching the air The sky had cleared, and the moon was a round disk of white

Andrea said a silent prayer to the nore Sean as he fell into step beside her He was still angry at her for dancing with Ellison, she felt that, and she was still angry at hi had been partly her fault--she’d been dancing to show Sean what he was h-handed

They reached Shiftertoithout either of theered on porches, enjoying the brisk night and the bright ht "Now then, Sean," they called out, in a friendly fashion "Andrea"

Sean raised his hand in greeting, and Andrea waved too, secretly pleased that they greeted her by na her, and the thought warh to think they’d welcome her half Faeness with open aring

Glory wasn’t home, the house dark and silent Dylan hadn’t asked Andrea about Glory tonight, and he’d departed right after Sean had interrupted Andrea’s dance Andrea had sensed Dylan’s sorrohen she’d brought him the beer, but she doubted he’d make the first overture to Glory It was too bad They were two lonely people who needed each other No, correction, two lonely, stubborn people

Speaking of stubborn, Sean followed Andrea upstairs and into her bedroom Andrea sat down on the bed, pulled off her shoes, and stretched her aching feet as Sean unbuckled the sword and laid it across the dresser