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unprecedented levels.
    Broden’s grip tightened as he added more aggression to his embrace. Carey matched him, kiss for kiss.
    “Carey, we need to get back on stage, man,” Denton’s voice broke into Broden’s lustful haze.
    He lifted his mouth to glare at the intruder. A reptilian gaze flashed at him until the man’s eyes returned to human.
    Carey looked over his shoulder. “Sorry, Denton.”
    Denton smiled at Carey. “Come on, you’ve got fans waiting.”
    Broden received a quick kiss before Carey headed back to the stage.
    “Keep your hands to yourself, cat, Carey’s not for you,” Denton warned.
    Broden bristled at the order. “Why is that?”
    “Because Carey’s good people and I know you kitty cats stick with your own. I won’t have him toyed with because you’re in heat,” Denton growled.
    “I’m not in heat. I’m interested in Carey and no lizard is going to stop me from getting what I want.” Broden had no interest in playing games.
    Denton smiled, revealing rows of razor teeth. “I’m not a lizard. I’m a crocodile. Trust me when I say I’ve got Carey’s back. If you hurt him, you better sleep with one eye open, because we’ll hunt you down. I’ve declawed a cat or two in my time.”
    Broden nodded. “It’s good to see he’s got people on his side. Someday maybe you can tell me how a croc shifter came to be watching out for a human.”
    “You’ve got that wrong, mister. Carey usually watches out for us.” Denton turned around and headed back to the stage before Broden could ask any more questions.
    Isaac walked up beside him. “I still think he’s hot.”
    “He’s a croc.”
    “Hmmm, I like to live dangerously,” Isaac said.
    Broden watched as his friend tracked Denton’s progress to the stage where he picked up his guitar.
    “Are you going to stay?” Isaac asked.
    Broden watched Carey begin a song and leaned against the post beside him. “I’m not going anywhere.” No way would he leave the sexy man in a bar full of horny young people, all of whom had their eyes glued on Carey’s gyrating hips. He’d tell Isaac about Tony tomorrow — it wasn’t like the man was going anywhere now.
     
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    Carey tried not to stare while he focused on his music, but Broden stood out in his fitted suit like an Abercrombie model in a sea of trolls. Closing his eyes in order to keep on tune, Carey belted out his words. They sang a combination of cover songs and ones the band wrote, mostly Denton.
    The heat from the lights made sweat soak his clothes and saturate his hair. He knew by the end of the night he’d be able to drench a full-sized bath towel with his moisture. The crowd went wild as the band wrapped up their last set. Taking a bow, they exited the stage.
    Carey only made it a few steps before a low growl sounded beside him. He turned to see Harris’s eyes glowing. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
    “That man is here,” Harris said.
    Carey froze. Over the past few weeks, a wolf had watched them, but never close enough to spot and not always at every performance.
    “Where?” Since Carey didn’t have enhanced senses, he depended on his friends to let him know if there were any strangers they needed to keep an eye out for.
    As a band of three shifters and a human, they were more cautious than they might’ve been if they had an all-human band. Carey wouldn’t trade his friends for anything, but it did cause some interesting times. More than once they’d had to hide their true nature from the world at large in order to stay safe.
    Carey scanned the crowd, his training kicking in as he picked out a few people he considered possible targets. Unfortunately with his tight leather pants, he had little room to hide a gun.
    “Let’s clean up. Denton, you keep an eye out,” Carey ordered, taking control of the situation. In their group of four, Carey had always been the leader.
    “I’m on it,” Denton replied without hesitation.
    Carey, Eaton and Harris all packed up their