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us, in case it has some kind of poison—” He stopped at the worried, wide-eyed look on her face. “I’m sure it’s not poison. Probably just a tranquilizer.” He brushed back hair that had fallen across her face. “I think you must be some kind of super shifter if they hit you with a tranq dart, and you just kept going.”
    “I felt something pinch,” she said, her voice calmer now, “but it was on my shoulder. Through my jacket. I don’t think it went all the way through. Plus I pulled it out.”
    Jak smiled. “You pulled it out?”
    “Well, with my teeth.” She gave a small smile in return.
    “With your teeth?”
    “I shifted as soon as I felt it and yanked the dart out with my teeth. I don’t know… it was just instinct. I probably shouldn’t have.”
    “No, no…” Jak said with amazement. “I think that might have been the only thing that kept you conscious. Shifting probably helped dislodge the dart. Or maybe stopped the tranq from working the way it should have with your wolf biochemistry.”
    She shuddered. “It still felt… strange. For a while, I couldn’t seem to move. Or shift. I was… I was so scared, Jak.” Her voice hiked up.
    “Hey.” He brushed her hair back again, and this time let his hand stay on her cheek. “It’s over now. And you were incredibly brave. Just next time… let me handle the bounty hunters, okay? That’s my job, remember?”
    She nodded, and it wasn’t quite so shaky. His hand was still on her cheek. And the air was becoming warm around them: their breath and their bodies were heating the car. She was still mostly naked on his lap, her bare skin touching his. His thoughts were veering in dangerous directions. He should be helping her get dressed, get the situation normalized, recover from the shock of the attack, and figure out what to do next. Instead, he just kept holding her face and peering into her brilliant blue eyes. Which weren’t looking at his but rather drifting down to his lips.
    He licked them, frozen in indecision, unwilling to move a centimeter away, unable to move any closer without crossing an invisible boundary…
    “Jak,” she whispered.
    “Yes.” He could barely breathe without moving into her space.
    She leaned into him and pressed her lips to his. It almost wasn’t a kiss, just a touch, and then she pulled back, but only a few inches. Her eyes were wide, as if shocked by her own actions. Jak’s hand had slipped into her hair with her movement. It was silky soft on his fingertips. Her naked body was still pressed against his, her thigh against his cock, her breasts peeking from the jacket draped over her shoulders.
    “I… I shouldn’t have…” Her breath was coming faster, and he was suddenly aware of her scent: her blackberry-and-lavender soap was overwhelmed by the earthy musk of her arousal.
    It was more than he could resist.
    His fingers curled in her hair and brought her back for another kiss. A proper one. His lips devoured hers, his tongue plundering her mouth and tasting all the sweetness there. His heart raced as her slender hands found his chest, and she kissed him back. Her kiss was eager, and she arched up in his lap, pushing his head back with her need. The ache deep inside him surged up and found expression in his hands: in her hair, sliding down her back and then up again, seeking the bare skin under her jacket. Their tongues fought for dominance, their hands roaming each other’s bare heated skin: hers were on his shoulders, in his hair, then back to his chest; his switched places, the one on her back sliding into her hair to hold her fixed in his kiss, freeing his other to skim down the silky skin of her chest and cup her breast. It was heavy and hot, and her nipple was taut against his palm. She sucked in a breath, pulling it straight from him, and he moaned into her mouth.
    Mine, his wolf growled.
    But she wasn’t. Not even close.
    Jak stopped the kiss.
    Arianna was breathing hard, eyes still wide,