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it."
    Another
long silence and then Logan spoke, his voice low, and his eyes shifting to what
she could only call hunting mode.  "Where is your beast?"  The words
were softly uttered almost as if he was asking himself rather than her.  He
didn't appear to move, but suddenly he was too close for comfort, and she
scented his wolf closer to the surface than she had yet felt.  "If I
didn’t know better I’d say you’re full human."
    Xena
licked her lips, wanting to catch that scent on her tongue, and Logan homed in
on the move, his eyes firing hot in a second.  Xena just stopped herself from
repeating the action.  "I think, before we get distracted here we should
give your friend Eli a call and get the ball rolling on this e-mail.  I would
like to know before it bites me on the ass who wants me dead.  There are not
that many people who would have enough information to burn me like that."
    Logan
watched her lips as she talked, and she felt as much as saw the hunting wolf in
his eyes while he watched her.  It would have been a lot easier to deal with
him if he were not so sexy just looking at him had her body readying itself. 
And when he turned predatory eyes her way she forgot all her careful intentions
and had to fight to keep from biting the man.  She felt her coyote start to
stir as her thoughts betrayed her and his scent wrapped around her. 
    Logan, the
sexy bastard , raised his head and scented.  Then he smiled his own
challenge her way.  "There you are," he murmured, nearly purring the
words in that sexy as all hell drawl of his.
    "Logan,"
she snapped aware that her nipples were hard enough they would be showing
through the dress if not for the layers of padding between them and the slick
stretchy fabric.  "Focus."
    His
smile widened as he caught her eyes with satisfied heat in his own.  "Oh I
am, darlin'. I am."
    "On
the job," she added with emphasis.
    "Speaking
of that," he said.  His stance relaxing marginally, his eyes turning hazel
and shrewd.  "Want to tell me what you are working on that involved the
humans in shifter affairs, and which organization you are affiliated
with?"
    Xena
wondered that his shift in topic and mood did not make her dizzy. 
"No," she answered mildly enough.  "Want to tell me how you came
to do business with an asshat like Jiri Kral, and why Lionsgate needs a
permanent safe house in Prague?"
    Logan
smiled again, this smile had the blade sharp edge that he had given Sven, the
now dead swede, at the party.  "You show me yours and I'll show you
mine."
    Xena
gave her own version of the smile back to him.  "When and if I decide it’s
worth taking the chance on you I'll let you know."  She looked him over
blatant and assessing.  "Until then I suggest you make yourself useful,
and call your friend."  She tilted her head and flipped her long fall of
dark hair back over her shoulder.  "Or are you just another pretty face
after all?"
    Logan
laughed, and unlike the chuckle at the party, this one sounded real and it
danced down her spine like a hand over naked skin.
    "Darlin'
you have no idea who you are playing with," Logan said adding a sexy
rumble to his drawl.  Xena had to work not to show the shiver he induced in
her. 
    He
stepped forward until he was close enough she felt the heat of him curling
around her.  She licked her lips again, her head falling back, her eyes caught
in the gold of his predator.  "But keep it up," he murmured, so much
taller than her he had to bend his head down to talk directly into her ear. 
His cheek brushed hers on the way down and just that simple touch had her
coyote pushing against her control again.  She almost missed the rest of his
rumbled words in her distraction.  "There is nothing I like better than a
good chase."
    Xena
stilled utterly and fought the need of her animal to bite the neck that was so
close to her mouth.  What the hell, she thought, a little desperately. I had more control when he full out kissed me at the