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Gabby smiled. “No offense, Rachel, but foxes can be sly when there’s money involved. No doubt that kit in there is already planning on beating your kitten to the punch.”
    The group laughed. Grady felt his insides twist when Gabby looked at her sister with such affection. Hell, everything the woman did made him want to touch her. Just watching her pick up a spoon made him hard. How the hell could he make her see him?
    Trust Miles to ruin the mood. The pussy smiled at her. “At least there are two good things to come out of this mess—the outstanding meal I just had, and all the pretty women at this fine table.”
    “Here we go,” Dean muttered.
    “I’m not exactly seeing anything good about your mess.” Grady emphasized the your . “The pride usually takes a vote on things. But I don’t recall anyone inviting you to stay.” The tension around the table thickened. “Not you ladies,” he hurried to ease the females. “You’re more than welcome. I’m talking about Miles.”
    The Bermins smiled, familiar with Miles’ and Grady’s enmity. Monty sighed, Joel and Maggie shook their heads. Dean added a “hear, hear” while the foxes look confused. Gabby frowned at him, but too damn bad.
    Miles raised a brow in that arrogant way that set Grady’s teeth on edge. “What’s wrong, Grady? Afraid of the competition?”
    Gabby turned to him with narrowed eyes, the first negative response she’d shown the conceited cat all night.
    Good. Show the woman how egotistical you really are , he silently encouraged.
    “What, you’re the competition? Please.” He snorted. “Find a pair of big boy pants and we’ll talk.”
    “I’ve been wearing big boy pants since you were still wetting yours.”
    Grady laughed. “Right. I’m not the one who wet himself after a date gone sour the summer you visited after your grand graduation from reform school.”
    “It was not a reformatory,” Miles said through gritted teeth. “It was Highlakes Academy Preparatory, and I was class valedictorian.”
    “So you’d have been eighteen, then. Kind of old for accidents at that age. I’ll bet Renee Duquet could tell a few stories.”
    Miles scowled. “There was nothing accidental about you punching me in the face and throwing me in the river. My pants were wet because you tried to drown me, asshole. But every time you tell that story, you make it sound worse.”
    “Oh right. I remember that. Nice one.” Dean grinned and shoved a hunk of meat into his mouth.
    Monty didn’t even try to hide a smile.
    Burke chuckled. “I’d forgotten how much fun you can be, Miles. Imagine someone more annoying than Grady and Dean. Boggles the mind.” He glanced at Monty. “Make that, someone more annoying than my brothers and Monty.”
    “Hey. Let’s not gang up on the wolf.” Monty shot a sly glance at Gabby. “Besides, it’s not Miles that Grady has a problem with, it’s—”
    “One more word from you and you’re cat food, canine.” Grady ignored the others and refused to meet Gabby’s gaze. He hoped his ears weren’t turning as red as his face probably was. “Great meal, ladies. Thanks.”
    He took his dish from the table before he said or did something foolish. He knew better than to react to Miles. God, it was like summer camp all over again. He could only hope the asshole did nothing to screw up his chances with Gabby. Because if he did… The need to mark something, preferably Miles’s forehead, surged hard, stirring his cat. He left the house in need of a good fight. And maybe a drink or two, since he wouldn’t be tasting Gabby any time soon.
     
    Gabby stared after Grady in astonishment. She’d never seen him so angry before, not since he’d helped her and her sisters deal with Hunters several months back. The bane of Ac-taw existence, humans who knew about Shifters and hunted them down were always a threat to the town’s way of life. The mystical totem Rachel protected, an ancient magic courtesy of their Ac-taw