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hushed tone by Hayder—who sported a panicked look whenever her name came up in conjunction with hair. This chaotic female was held in awe by the pride ladies, who said her antics were the stuff of legend.
    With that kind of reputation following her, Leo should steer clear.
    No. This is our woman. Kiss her back.
    His inner beast didn’t care about the reasons why they shouldn’t enjoy what she offered. Good thing it was the man in control.
    While Meena might prove an armful, Leo didn’t mind carrying her. It was probably safer for society at large if he did. This way he could ensure she made it back to the condo and to bed before she initiated any disasters.
    Did his reluctance to let her go have to do with his enjoyment of her neck nibbling?
    Never. He would never stoop to such a thing.
    Would he?
    He tried to distract himself from the antics of her mouth by talking. “Didn’t your mother ever teach you to not drink like a sailor in public?”
    “My mother is an uptight prude whose idea of a good time involves needlepoint and making homemade jam. I prefer to live a little. And, besides, where was the harm? I was having a good time. I paid for the drinks up front. I didn’t throw up on anyone. I’d say things were going fine.”
    “You fell off the bar.”
    “Did I? Or did I notice a certain hunky man approach and decide to test his reflexes?”
    “You did not purposely fall.”
    “If you say so, Pookie.” She punctuated her assent with a suck of the skin on his neck.
    “Why do you persist in calling me Pookie? My name is Leo.”
    “Leo is what everyone else calls you. I want my own special name. I choose Pookie. Do you like it? I think the nickname suits you because you’re just so big and cuddly.”
    Appalled, he gaped at her. “I am not cuddly.” On the contrary, he preferred to watch movies alone, in his chair.
    She snuggled her cheek against his shoulder. “You are totally cuddly. And cute. You also have a great butt.”
    He did? And no, he did not allow his chest to swell at her praise. “I think you’re drunk.”
    “I might be a little tipsy, but I’m not blind. You are hot. Even if you weren’t my mate, I’d totally go after your sweet ass.”
    “We are not mates.”
    “Yet.”
    “Ever.” And was it him, or did this conversation have a déjà vu feel to it?
    “Playing hard to get. I like it.”
    “I am not playing. I mean it. I’m not interested in pursuing a relationship.”
    “Whatever. Pookie. ” She said it with a mocking inflection before returning to her exploration of his neck.
    Deciding that arguing wasn’t achieving a thing, he kept walking.
    And no he didn’t put her down. Don’t ask him why. He just didn’t. Couldn’t.
    Because she’s ours.
    Rawr .
    He kept his roar of frustration to himself and ignored the curious gazes that followed his path as he entered the condo and strode straight to an elevator.
    Someone cleared their throat, but before they could speak, he growled. “Not a word. Not. One. Single. Word. For those who feel a need to know,” felines being curious creatures, “I am putting our inebriated guest to bed.”
    Meena released her latch on his skin long enough to shout, “Do not disturb! I’m getting lucky tonight.”
    He closed his eyes and sighed.
    Titters followed, cut off only because the elevator doors slid shut behind them. “Was that really necessary?” No hiding his exasperation. And did she look suitably chastened by his glare?
    Nope. Not one bit.
    An impish tilt to her lips rendered her peek at him utterly adorable. He fought her allure with a stern mien.
    “Don’t be grumpy, Pookie.”
    He was not grumpy. He was being patiently stoic. Big difference. “You insinuated we would be sleeping together.”
    “Aren’t we?” Again, she tried an innocent flutter of lashes.
    “No.”
    Her turn to sigh. “A shame. But I won’t take it back. A girl’s got her reputation to maintain. Besides, I told Reba and Zena I’d get you into my