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pen. “I need you to fill this out.”
    “All right,” Bradley said, taking the items from him. He sat back in the chair and began to fill out the forms. “Do you really need a complete sexual history?”
    “If you need extra paper, just let me know,” Ryan said without thinking. He froze. It was something he would’ve said to his brother, and he hadn’t meant the implication his words invoked.
    “Can I just send you a typed list on my iPhone?” Bradley asked. “Otherwise we’ll be at this all night.”
    Ryan’s head snapped up. “ What ?”
    Bradley was grinning. “Just kidding. I’m not actually a whore despite your oh-so-clever jibe. I haven’t dated in two years, and before that, I only had two boyfriends.” Ryan winced. The kid was practically a virgin. He’d never make it as an available. “How about you?”
    Again, Ryan winced. Yeah. No way am I confessing to not remembering the exact number .
    “More than two,” Ryan muttered.
    Bradley’s grin never wavered. “You want to borrow my extra piece of paper?” Ryan’s lips tilted upward in grudging respect. Bradley could give as good as he got.
    He grabbed one of the laptops that were stored in the drawer under the desk and wheeled back as Bradley’s scent wrapped around him. Damn . Away from the press of bodies at the club, it was hard to shake the honey-and-cream scent. His body screamed at him to get closer, but he ignored it. He couldn’t go after an innocent again.
    He logged onto the pack’s secure network and started entering in Bradley’s information into the database. He hadn’t finished filling it out, but Ryan had some of his information still in the system from his piercing last month. The general information was easily transferrable. The entry codes for the reason for the human’s entrance into the pack would have to be entered into a separate form and sent to the Circle, their governing council. He went to the section that listed the human’s role in the pack. There were only three options, available, mate, and personal assistant. If a human fell into any other category, he or she had to be sent to the Circle in Europe for “cleansing.” Basically, they were either turned or their memories were modified through a series of binding ceremonies. The whole thing kind of gave Ryan the creeps. It would make sense for Bradley to become a personal assistant to take care of the category requirement. It would be a good solution if Bradley would stop being stubborn.
    “What do you do for a living, Bradley?” Ryan asked. Maybe he could find him a job as a PA with someone in the pack, someone far away from him. He could do the cover-up on the tattoo tonight if he could assign him somewhere else.
    Bradley looked up and looked uncomfortable for a split second before he shrugged. “Um, I’m a waiter at Denny’s right now. Mostly I’m an art student. I graduate next fall.”
    An art student really wasn’t useful. He wasn’t really qualified for any of the possible PA jobs unless… Shit ! He could not be an intern at Howlers. There were no other art jobs in the little college town where the pack was based. Motherfucker .
    Bradley continued. “I usually sell my art when I want to get a piercings.” That made sense. Howlers was not the most inexpensive shop in town. Usually only the students who were a part of frats, sororities, or those with wealthy parents stopped into their ink shop.
    “I didn’t peg you for an art student. Music maybe. But not art,” Ryan said, his cursor hesitating over which box to check. He did not want to check available.
    Bradley shot him a curious look. “Why not art?”
    “Usually when an art student comes in, they take their time examining the wall art. They flip through the books, really look things over before they’ll commit to even an ear piercing,” Ryan said. “The day you walked into the shop, you beelined it to the front desk and with no hesitation whatsoever told me that you wanted your