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"No Of course not She was human at the tily or unwittingly overheard the conversation, and I’d like to knohich, for the record"
"Hmm, then why don’t you prove it once and for all? Have her ith you on a case, and let her help you solve it What if she’s not psychic but just very good at discovering leads, like you are? Maybe if you gave this wo facetious when it suited her
"Even if I wanted to, I doubt her pack leader would agree withher" That slipped out before he had a chance to stop his words Hell The truth of the reeable, no one would be an obstacle in their match
Rosalind’s lips parted, and then she quickly smiled
He let out his breath in exasperation He refused to openly admit to Rosalind that the petite, blue-eyed blonde was on his mind twenty-four-seven So much so that he couldn’t concentrate on any PI case, nor could he keep a close handle on being mayor of Green Valley and pack leader Ryan couldn’t pinpoint what got to him about her the most Yeah, she was a looker, but he wouldn’t have noticed if not for all the attention she had received for solving the e
That wasn’t true, either Her looks had definitely caught his eye But the way she tried to protect Lelandi froarou fro the battle that could have killed her--that she didn’t run away in stark terror--those attributes kept nagging at hi her until you try You can’t deny it, Ryan You can’t quit looking at those photos, and now you’ve offered to be her bodyguard? But of course she suggested it, which to me sounds like she’s in as deep as you are in this… situation You can’t disagree with er Oh sure, you’ve tried to appear as though you are leisurely getting ready to leave, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this seriously unsettled and distracted over anything Or anyone"
Ryan shook his head and stalked toward the back door The red as skulking around Darien’s place needed to be caught and confronted In the meantime, Carol and Lelandi needed to be protected That was all
"If you cut any er have a forest," Rosalind teased
Ryan shoved the door open and slammed it closed behind hih as the two-story potting shed Rosalind was right As h firewood for three winters at least
Fine He’d take a run on the wild side Clear his thoughts on a long jog through the woods now shivering in a northerly breeze before he took off for Silver Town
Ryan stalked to the shed Inside, the aroma of wet peat earth filled the air, while flowers erupted froular planters and winter-tender plants snuggled close together on top of plant heating mats The shed was Rosalind’s "baby" nursery, and she defended the place olfish fierceness--nothing could be changed without her perlad she had an occupation she so thoroughly enjoyed and that kept her out of his business--for the most part--and out of trouble He quickly removed his shirt, boots, socks, and jeans, and then deposited them on a small wooden bench The brisk cold chilled hihts of Carol Wood and her inquisitive blue eyes
Then, histhe shift swiftly until he was standing on all four paws, the double coat of fur war him better than any human-made coat could
The shorter, fine fuzzy undercoat trapped a layer of waruard hairs repelled any hint of frost or snow or rain Long tufts of hair growing between the pads of his feet gave hirip as he raced across the thin sheen of ice already covering the back patio while circling the place to h his deputy had told hi around to check on her two or three tih work to do here, and none of it included taking on the problems of a newly turned female So as he really bound for Darien Silver’s territory after a quick run in his wolf coat?
Ryan cursed his unwanted desire to be with the wo a run on the wild side and ensuring that everything was quiet around his place, he didn’t feel any arden shed, returned to the house, and gave his sister a hug with a few choice words of instruction She eagerly agreed to follow them, which made him suspect she wouldn’t Then he hurried to his truck
Darien had dictated that he sleep in the sunroo to protect Carol if he slept on the other side of the house?