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would
certainly notice.
    It had been two days since she'd seen him.
The wolf had been an amazing lover. He had not taken until he'd
given. And oh, how he had given. Achy, fulfilled, and lusciously
used following their escapades, Rissa could entirely see returning
to his bed again and again.
    A dark whisper from within reminded that,
more than wanting the man, she needed him.
    And for that reason, she mustn't see him
again. She wouldn't give him that misery. The man was too good.
Unaware. Not deserving of the horrors she could visit on him.
    She liked Malakai Saint-Pierre, and admired
his strength. That made everything right so terribly wrong.
    He'd asked for one night. She would honor
that request and find someone else. A nameless someone else. It was
easier when she didn't learn their names.
    Rissa turned and her face landed right before
the wide chest of a man who smelled like coal smoke, coupled with
the barest hints of earthy green forest. Before she could shuffle
away, Kai gripped her upper arms with his powerful hands, there,
where he'd held her previously and her skin was slightly bruised. A
sinister brow arched above his gray eye. And he didn't smile.
    "Why didn't you tell me?" he insisted.
    "Tell you what?"
    "That you're a freaking faery."
    "Wh-what's wrong with faeries?"
    "Everything. Nothing. I just…" He adjusted
his tone to a quieter level so shoppers poking about the apples and
lemons wouldn't hear. "Don't. Do. Faeries."
    "And yet, you did me up, down, and sideways.
Interesting."
    "You're telling me."
    Pushing out of his grasp, Rissa made show at
brushing at her arms where he'd touched her. "What is so wrong with
my kind?"
    "Nothing." He straightened and hooked his
hands at his hips, looking down on her with fierce intention. His
shirt looked a size too small, hugging his pecs and teasing her to
stare a bit too long. "You were gone the other morning. No one
walks out on me."
    "I see. You're offended then. Forget the fact
I rocked your world, you can't get past waking up alone."
    "I rocked your world too, sugar cube."
    Rissa grimaced at the ridiculous pet name.
"Was it something I did? Didn't do? Because I think we covered all
the positions, so if you were missing out on something—"
    "Rissa, you were amazing. Best night of sex
I've had. Seriously. But it's not going to happen again,
right?"
    The heat of him permeated her thin tee shirt,
and her nipples hardened. Kai sucked in a breath.
    Rissa breathed out a forced, "Hell no. Not
when you feel the need to stalk me and curse me for what I am."
    She turned and made show of looking over the
wilting strawberries. What was he doing here? He didn't do faeries?
Fine. Then move on, big bad wolf. She didn't need his kind of
crazy.
    A stroke of his thumb moved over the bruise
on her arm, and she heard his pleased growl. That deep baritone
curled into her being and tickled her suggestively in all the right
places as if it were his fingers and not his voice.
    "So how did you guess at what I am? The wings
were fake."
    "There was faery dust left behind on the
pillow, and…"
    "I see." She hadn't unfurled her real wings
that night, which would have left behind plenty evidence on the
sheets, because she hadn't wanted him to know her truth. Hadn't
needed him to know.
    The man was imposing, and oh, did he smell
good, like wild forest and musk. The way he stroked her arm swept
her right back into his bed, lying beneath him, breathing heavily,
gasping for more, more, and more.
    "I should go," she said, but it came out as a
reluctant murmur.
    "Me too. I hadn't planned to run into you
here." Yet he stood there, looking at her, burning his want into
her gaze with those stern gray eyes.
    Rissa almost let out a chirp for mercy, but
instead she stepped back and placed her hand on the fruit cart for
support. Promptly sinking her fingernails into an orange, she
squeezed it hard enough to crack its ripe skin and send forth a
thick orange spurt.
    So much for steadying her emotions.
    "So