Here Kitty, Kitty!
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Physical. There was nothing more to this than physical. Angie Santiago was one hot piece of ass and all he wanted was to find out if her legs would look any better resting on his shoulders.
The study door opened and Reena swept in. She twirled once in the extremely tiny mini-dress she wore, then looked at her brothers. Well?
Dang, girl, Ban offered. You clean up nice.
What does that mean?
Nik punched his brother in the head. He means you look nice.
Well say that, then. Cant believe no womans killed you yet. She glanced back at the partially opened door. Kisas coming. Now say somethin nice, she whispered fiercely.
Reena stepped back from the door as Kisa stepped in. Hed never seen his sister so elegant before in a full-length gown that swept the floor as she moved. Aw, darlin. Look at you.
Do I look okay? She unnecessarily smoothed the dress down in front. I feel kinda silly.
Nik stood up. You look amazin. Both of you do.
The two women smiled in delight and the five of them stared at each other. For the first time in a long time, they werent yelling, mocking, or fighting each other. Just a nice, quiet, adult moment between shapeshifters.
Well, Angie strutted into the room. Lets go people. Its time to get this party started.
Now, Sugar, I Nik stopped. Stopped and stared. How could he not? She wore her long hair swept up off her shoulders, curly tendrils teasingly touching her shoulders and neck. The dress, an expensive number he remembered rolling his eyes at when informed of the price, slid over her curves like someone designed it specifically for her frame. Yup. Definitely the best fifteen hundred dollars hed ever spent.
She walked over to him. Already a good five-ten, she still had the nerve to wear four-inch heels. He liked that. Her cool fingers brushed against his jaw. Then, gently, she closed his mouth. Catching flies, Sugar?
They stared at each other, everyone silent until Reena cleared her throat. Um why dont we wait out in the car for you.
Reena grabbed Bans arm, yanking him out of the room. A firm hand in his back by Kisa, propelled Aleksei out the door as well.
Angie smiled, Get that look off your face, Hillbilly.
What look?
The one that says Im suddenly Ned Beatty in Deliverance. She took a step back. And the food at this thing better be good. Im starving. The cheese and crackers wore off.
She effortlessly turned on those impossible heels and Nik almost dropped to his knees. The dress, completely backless, revealed her tattoo. A Celtic-Mayan design that radiated power and protection magick clearly showed a cat. A bigone, his claws tearing across her flesh. The artist even added some red to show blood. One of the nicest pieces hed seen in a very long time, but on her
Add in the way her hips moved, and he was seconds from coming in his pants like a thirteen year old.
Well, come on, Hillbilly. I dont have all goddamn night.
Of course, she really had to stop calling him hillbilly.
***
Angie leaned against the bar. Her eyes on her lemon martini, but her ears completely tuned to the older couple next to her. In their mid-fifties, theyd been arguing since they came up to the bar.
She felt bad for the man. The woman wasnt giving him an inch. In a way, she reminded her of Miki. Blunt, brutal, and to the point.
Go away.
Why? You know we look wonderful together.
We do not The woman took a breath. She towered over the man, her black hair streaked with grey, white, and red swept up off her shoulders and held by a platinum hair clip. Stay away from me or Ill make you regret that no ones killed you yet.
She turned to walk away and he slapped her on the ass. The tigressand really what else could you call this particular female?stopped, growled, then stomped off.
She hates when I do that.
Angie didnt answer him, since she really wasnt supposed to be listening.
I know youre listening.
Damn. She glanced at him. Sorry.
He shook his head and moved closer to her. Not a problem. Were quite a fascinatin pair.
Angie realized if she took off her shoes, theyd be the same height. Compared to all the men in the room, he was damn-near tiny.
He motioned to the bartender for another scotch, You aint from around here.
And what gave that away?
That accent of yours.
She blinked. Being the darkest one in the room, she simply assumed that would be his problem.
Texas.
Good. Id hate to think anybody brought a Yankee to my party.
Angie laughed and he returned her smile. Damn, girl. That is the prettiest smilenext to hers.
She glanced at the woman he seemed completely lost to. She doesnt seem too interested.
Shes a stubborn woman. Wont just admit she loves me. Always has.
I have a friend like that.
So whats your name, darlin?
Angelina.
Thats a gorgeous name. Im Boris.
Boris, huh? Thats a very Russian name. They shook hands. Have you even been to Russia?