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to get rid
of the pent-up sexual frustration and possessive fury that had
built up since her arrival into his life.  
    He hadn't gotten the impression that
she was overly impressed by him.  In fact, once her brothers
were gone he'd planned a relatively slow seduction. 
Relatively because as badly as he was feeling the mating call, he
knew that she was too.  If she was a radio, he was tuned into
her station, and he knew that she was just as horny as he
was.  Steele wasn't above using that.  But he hadn't
thought she'd be the one to suggest dinner.  He hoped it meant
the call was working on her the way it was supposed to - wearing
down her resistance to the idea of mating him.  Even if it was
just her body working against her right now, he could use that as a
starting point.
    Although, he kind of liked that she
was resisting, to be perfectly honest.  It just showed how
strong she was and that she didn't just want him for his position
or his looks or because she was horny.  Both he and his wolf
liked the challenge.  Besides, he'd win her in the end. 
She just needed to get to know him a little better; he had no
doubts that they would be good together and neither did his
wolf.
    Again, he wondered exactly what kind
of animal Bethany was. Neither she nor her siblings had
shifted.  Which wasn't that unusual, everyone did it
differently.  Steele shifted about once or twice a week, while
Jordan usually indulged his bear every other week and Jacqueline
had to shift every couple of days to keep her honey-badger
happy.  It all depended on the individual and, sometimes, the
animal.  One of the other bears in the pack spent about half
her time in animal form and thought Jordan was crazy for his long
stints as a human.  Maybe he could convince Bethany go for a
run after dinner tonight. 
    Before he could think about it too
much, the doorbell rang, and he practically tripped over himself
getting to it.  Gritting his teeth, he told his damned wolf to
calm down - he was trying to go for cool, collected, and
charming.  Not a bumbling, overeager lummox.  Panting
happily, his wolf obediently laid down.  Or whatever the
mental equivalent was.
    Straightening, Steele took a deep
breath and opened the door.  Bethany was standing there,
looking absolutely gorgeous, with her blonde hair down from its
usual ponytail and wearing a blue sundress that brought out the
bright blue of her eyes.  She looked up at him, seemingly
nervous, which immediately made him feel more centered and together
for some reason.  
    "Hello, sweetheart," he said, nearly
growling as her sweet scent hit him and his cock throbbed against
the front of his jeans, much more painfully than before. 
Fucking mating call.  It seemed like he was having a similar
effect on her though, as her pupils dilated and her nipples
hardened - which he could easily see through the thin fabric of her
dress. The sweet scent of her arousal wafted off her skin,
enveloping her like a cloud of perfume.  Proving that he was a
gentleman, he stepped back so that she could come through the door,
gesturing her in and ignoring the demands of his body.  "You
look gorgeous."
    "Thanks," she said, plucking at the
dress' skirt as she walked past him, peering curiously into his
house rather than looking directly at him.  Maybe it should
bother him more that she was looking at his home rather than him,
but it didn't.  He'd spent half the afternoon trying to make
it look good after all.  "This is a really nice
house."
    "It's basically the same as yours," he
said, since he'd put her family practically next to him. The open
floor plan that all the houses had meant that she could see pretty
much the entire first floor except for the guest room and the
bathroom, so it was clear that the layout was the same.  He'd
made sure to clean up any clutter, vacuumed and dusted.  His
momma would be proud if she could see it right now.
    "Yeah, but you've made it look
homey.  Ours still feels like a