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back of her panties I started laughing all over again at what was written across her ass.

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    “You’ll pay,” she grumbled before she slammed the bathroom door behind her. “All three of you.”
    It was so Olivia. She didn’t seem the least bit embarrassed.
    I grinned at Colin and Scott. “This should be good.”

FIVE

    Colin and I had an early dinner at a restaurant on Cedar Street that served terrific Indian cuisine. Afterward he wanted to go to a movie at a downtown theater. He loved movies. Being from Otherworld, Colin had never known anything like them and had been hooked from the first time he saw one. It was still early enough that I could go to a movie and not shift until at least half an hour after it ended.
    It was a comedy, and by the time it was over my stomach hurt from laughing so much. Between one of the funniest scenes I had ever witnessed—walking in on Olivia—and the movie, my stomach hadn’t stood a chance.
    As we walked back to his car, Colin looped his arm around my shoulders. “How about my place for a beer or two?”
    Colin enjoyed a good Belgian, and I’d found I liked them as well. I nodded. “Sure.”
    He lived in a nice co-op on Sixty-sixth Road in Queens. I simply loved being around Colin. I didn’t even mind shifting from human to Drow, or vice versa, during my time with him. As long as I had a place to shift in private, I was more than happy.
    “Wonderful,” I said after I took a long drink of the beer Colin had handed me. “Next to martinis this has to be my favorite.” I winked at him. “Even better than an elderflower Tom Collins.”
    He gave me an embarrassed grin. I liked to find ways to tease him about the time we met after he’d been putting on the Dragon charm in a talent competition at the Pit. It had taken Hector three bottles of St. Germain elderflower liqueur to counteract the effects of his paranormal charm on all of the female patrons once his show was finished. I’d never let him live that one down.
    “How about some popcorn and another movie?” Colin was really good at changing the subject.
    “Sure,” I said with a smile before I went into the guest bathroom to shift.
    When I came out, Colin had an old-fashioned stovetop popper out. The corn kernels rattled in the bottom of the pan as he shook it over the gas heat. In minutes the kitchen smelled of popcorn. When it was finished, we took a big steaming bowl of it into his large living room to share. We set it and our bottles of beer on the coffee table.
    While Colin picked out a movie, I parked my butt in our favorite place to sit: on the floor in front of the coffee table with our backs against the sofa. The popcorn was good and buttery as I ate a handful of it and waited for him to set up the movie.
    He hit tht2e controller, and a huge screen dropped down over the large flat-screen TV that was hanging on the wall. A few seconds later the screen lit up from the ceiling projector and the lights dimmed.
    “Now, this is the way to watch all of the movies you collect, Colin,” I said. “Love it.”
    “This is one I haven’t watched yet,” he said as he slid down beside me. “The reviews on the Rotten Tomatoes website look almost too good to be true.”
    “What movie is it?” I asked as his shoulder brushed mine.
    Colin grabbed a handful of popcorn. “The Terminator.”
    “You haven’t seen The Terminator ?” I raised my eyebrows. “You will love it.”
    He looped his arm around my shoulders. I rested against him until the action scenes became so intense that I was leaning forward almost digging my nails into my palms. It was fun getting to see others doing all of the fighting for a change.
    When it was finally over, I sagged against the couch. “That was great.”
    “Guess you could call us a pair of action junkies,” he said. “You would think we’d get tired of it after what we do every night as Trackers.”
    “Never.” I looked up at him and smiled.
    “You know how much I