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"What is going on?" I asked shakily, trying not to look at the wolf blood drying on his chest

"You’re in shock That happens to a lot of people when they experience trau on withhunted by those ani to kill er O’Connell?"

Bridger’s face hardened "How many times have they tried to kill you?"

"I don’t know! At least two Or three" I thought for a ht at the s that attackedfour times! They have surrounded me four times; I have been physically attacked three And that’s not counting graduation night"

Bridger’s hand turned icy cold on my upper arm, and the blood drained from his face "How have you survived?"

I looked into his eyes and wondered if I could tell hi an animal, just like theo inside, please?" I asked, for I didn’t knohat to say

He opened the front door

"What? You didn’t lock your door, either?" I taunted bitterly

"Not when I was rushing to save your butt"

"You know, I don’t knohy you bothered I sort of thought eren’t friends anyh for him to hear

He chuckled and shook his head "As far as I’h the front door I followed hiirlfriend?" I asked

"Maggie, it’s not what you think," Bridger said, walking away When I didn’t follow, he turned and grabbed h the room

The next roo s and a desk in front of them Cozy leather chairs were in two corners, and deer antler la roo, narrow table that had to sit at least twenty people in chairs that looked carved out of knotty pine branches, with a deer antler chandelier centered above the table Then ere in an oversized kitchen with stone countertops and rows of polished wood cupboards The er led me to a small round table nestled in a corner by French doors "Just sit," he instructed "I’et cleaned up a little bit, thenwarm to drink" I sat

At the kitchen sink, he turned on the water and began sponging away the blood that had dried on his chest Dried blood on huht back unpleasant , Bridger said, "The blood’s gone"

He went about the kitchen getting the things he needed, his bare feet silent on the granite tile, his muscular torso the object of my speculation more often than not I couldn’t pull e to run to him, throw my arms around his neck, and kiss hier paused and tilted his head to the side, as if listening for so His eyes met mine and one black eyebrow arched up A brilliant smile spread across his face Then he went back about his task,

I felt myself blush scarlet "You know, that is so unfair"

He looked at ether and glanced under the table at my bare feet Not really the time or place to feel underdressed, but I couldn’t help it

"So, what’s her na e of jealousy that elene" He put theinto the microwave and pushed soainst the counter and watched rinned "Where is she? How co spit at the health food store?"

"I put her on a plane for France this o hoe "It’s pretty hot," he warned, setting the cup in front of me He sat down, put his elbows on the table, and leaned toward me I took a tentative sip of the hot chocolate It wasn’t too hot, and I realized I was starving I wrappedand downed it

When I set the e me with raised eyebrows "What? No more questions?" he asked