Here Kitty, Kitty!
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 Shelly Laurenston

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Hey, Angelina whispered. Is that you being nice?
Sssh, darlin. Big boys talkin.
From the expression on her face, Nik thought for sure she would launch herself off that dresser and beat the living tar out of him.
Man, what an uptight little thing.
Look, hillbilly-pussy, how do I know my friend will be safe with you?
My brothers saved her, didnt they? And they didnt see any wolves out there helpin her. But if youre so worried, ask your sister.
What does that mean?
Shes been here. On our territory. Stayed in my mommas house. Eaten our food. Hunted our deer. Its been quite a few years since then, but not much has changed.
Dont bullshit me, Vorislav. Theres no way my sister was ever on your territory.
Normally Nik would kick the hell out of anyone who accused him of lying. Because he prided himself on his Southern honesty. But now he smiled. He couldnt help himself. She never told you, did she? The silence he got back answered his question. Poor Nessa. He knew shed be getting a call soon from one angry big brother. Your little human will be just fine. Dont worry about a thing.
Good Lord, he wanted her to stay. He really wanted her to stay.
You better protect her, Vorislav. The hyenas have gone postal and we dont know why.
Dont worry, little doggie. I wont let anything happen to her. He reached over and grabbed hold of her ankle. Just like he thought she might, she yanked her foot away from him. But in the process, slammed her head against the heavy gilt frame of the mirror behind her. Nik winced as she gripped the back of her head. Ill even protect her from herself.
Yeah. Well, good luck with that one.
He tossed the phone back to Angie, hitting her in the forehead since her hands were still massaging the back of her head.
Ow!
Sorry.
She caught the phone before it slid off her lap and hit the floor. She glared at him as she put it to her ear. Zach? We cool? Okay. And dont take any shit from Sara and Miki. If they got a problem, they can call me. But do yourself a favordont eat anything Miki fixes for you. She ended the call.
Well, now. Looks like I have myself a guest.
Yes. You do.
So, whats the first thing? Hungry?
Thats mighty Southern of you, but Id prefer clothes first.
But theyre so unnecessary. The woman hit him with a toilet and he ends up flirting with her. This simply couldnt be normal behavior, even for shifters. He blamed his father and the mans defective tiger genes.
She slipped that amazingly hot body off his dresser and moved towardhim slowly.
Dude, she crouched down next to him. Maybe we should get some things straight.
Dude? Did you just call me dude?
Im only staying here temporarily and because I have to. Not so you can have a party with the Texas girl.
He propped himself up on one elbow.
This was a woman who could easily make him crawl. Happily. But we have such great parties here, Sugar. The body shots alone can be quite entertaining.
Clothes. Food. Now. She stood up. Mmmmhhmm. Tall. Or I really will set shit on fireand Ill make sure to start with you.
He willed his dick to behave as he stared up at her. Maybe hed break his no full humans rule this one time. Just for her.
So shift that ass into gear, Hillbilly, she walked out the door, the damn sheet she wore blocking his view of her delectable tattoo. I dont have all fuckin day.
No. He shook his head. He would not be abandoning his rules for this one. He knew crazy when he saw it. The majority of his family was crazy. And he wasnt about to add another one to the pile.
As hot as the woman wasand good Lord she was hothe would only worry about making sure she survived the next couple of days. With that mouth, it wouldnt be easy. Then, when the wolves arrived, hed toss her skinny ass out of his house.
Her head popped back through the door. Im sorry. Was I not clear when I said move your fuckin ass?
Nik growled and followed after her.
Oh, yeah. When this was all over, he was going to beat the living tar out of his brothers.
Chapter Three
I dont see the problem, Sugar.
Angie crossed her arms in front of her chest. First off. Stop calling me Sugar. Second, I would never allow thatthing to touch my body.
He looked at the dress he held in his hands. Whats wrong with it. Its a nice, simple sun dress.
Did he really believe for a second shed wear the dress of a dead woman? It would be fine. If I were ninety and boring. And dead.
Look, until we get you something else
With a growl, Angie advanced on him. Startled, he backed up until he hit the wall. She reached around his waist, digging into his back pockets.
Smiling, What the hell are you doing?
Doing what I always do. Taking care of it myself. She located his wallet, pulling it out and stepping away from him. I swear. The shit I have to do just to get through the day. She quickly found his credit card and took it out. He had one of those all-black credit cards. A redneck the man may be, but a painfully rich one. You couldnt even order this cardyou had to be invited. Nice.