Jaguar Pride by Terry Spear Read Free Book Online

still unable to grasp all that had just been said and, well, all of this.
    â€œOliver thought that might make a difference between the two of you. If you were working together and you weren’t off on wilderness trips all the time.” Chad walked over and squeezed Oliver’s shoulder. “But he’s known for a long time that this isn’t working for him any longer.”
    She chewed on her bottom lip. “Okay.” She thought of herself as truly enlightened and mostly aware of what was going on around her. She’d seen Oliver talking with Chad before and knew they’d become great friends. But she hadn’t expected this . “All right. Well, is it still okay if I come and get my things as soon as I get a place of my own?”
    She asked Chad, because he seemed to be the one in charge.
    He smiled sweetly at her, as if he appreciated that she’d asked him. Or maybe he was just amused.
    â€œYeah, sure, I said so,” Oliver said, giving Chad an annoyed look back.
    â€œI’m all right with it,” she said to Oliver. “I just wish you’d told me sooner.”
    â€œHe wasn’t ready to admit it…before,” Chad said. He shrugged. “It just sort of happened.”
    â€œOkay, um… Well, let me get out of your hair,” she said. “I’ll call you before I return for my stuff.” She hadn’t thought she’d need to, if he hadn’t been seeing anyone. She sure didn’t want to walk into the place and find they were…busy.
    â€œYeah, sure,” Oliver said.
    Still reeling with the news as she left the condo and tossed her bags into the car, she tried to tell herself she understood now why Oliver had been acting so strangely. She only wished she’d known before she moved in with him. Now she had to find a place of her own on such short notice.
    Before she left Oliver’s driveway, she called several people who might put her up for the night—but all of them were out of country on missions. Damn it. She knew one who wasn’t. Huntley. And his girlfriend was away on a mission, but she wouldn’t go there. Genista would smell Melissa’s scent in their apartment, and then there’d be trouble between the two of them. And she certainly didn’t want that to happen.
    She’d even tried to get hold of Huntley’s sister, Tammy, now married to another JAG agent. But Tammy and David were training four teens in nighttime operations and couldn’t take any calls. She left a text message that she was looking for a place to crash for the night and decided to go to the jaguar club where she might run into some other agent who would be willing to allow her to stay the night. Otherwise, she was stuck getting a hotel, and she really didn’t want to be alone tonight.
    When she arrived at the club, the first vehicle that caught her eye was Huntley’s. She shook her head. If nothing else, she could share a drink with him and see if he knew anyone else who was still in town that she could stay with for the night.
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    When Huntley arrived, the Clawed and Dangerous Kitty Cat Club was not all that busy, since it was a Monday night. As the jungle rock music played inside and the scantily dressed dancers in leopard skin danced on platforms around poles, he took a seat at one of the empty tables. He glanced around the half-filled establishment at the mix of humans and jaguar shifters there. Telling the two apart was impossible unless he got close enough and could smell the scent of jaguar on the person, or saw the individual shift.
    â€œHell, brother, you got back!” Everett said, heading for Huntley’s table and instantly brightening his brother’s mood.
    Huntley rose from his chair and gave Everett a brotherly hug. “Hell, I didn’t think you’d be back this soon, either. I tried calling you.”
    â€œPhone charger went out on me.” Everett took a seat across from