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Her partner walked back in and asked again if I was okay. I confirmed I was.

“Thanks again for your help, officers.” I turned back to Griselda. “See you at nine?”

“Yup! See ya.”

Chapter 9

Prax

“What the fuck, Prax!”Penny shrieked. “You scared the bejeesus out of me.”

She stood in her steamy bathroom with nothing but a towel around her body and her wet hair down around her shoulders.

“You can’t just creep into a woman’s bathroom like that while she’s showering.”

“I wasn’t creeping. I said hi.”

She scowled. “That doesn’t even make sense.”

She squeezed her delectable body right past me and into her bedroom, not even trying to avoid rubbing her ass on me as she went. In fact, I was sure she’d done it on purpose.

Like the rest of her house, her bedroom was only partially set up. The bed was assembled, and there were sheets on it, but most of her other things were still in suitcases. She went to one of them and dug around before pulling out a second towel. She wrapped this one around her wet hair.

“You are getting ready for your girls’ night out.”

“Yep. And you’re not invited.”

“Because I’m not a girl? What about now?” I changed my appearance to resemble a saloon girl, complete with an off-the-shoulder peasant top and a bustier.

Penny frowned. “Cute. But the other look suits you better.”

“The cowboy?”

“No. The French maid.”

I guffawed. That was not the response I’d expected.

“Are you going to be here the whole time while I get ready, Prax?”

“Yes.”

Penny eyed me warily.“You’re not going to go all feral on me like that shifter earlier today, are you?”

I frowned. “Shifter? What shifter?”

“It’s nothing.” She went back to digging in her suitcase.

“Something happened. Tell me.”

“Nothing. Happened.” Then she dropped her towel.

I stood there for a moment, gaping at the expanse of smooth pale flesh on display, before I shook myself. “You’re trying to distract me.”

She sent me a sizzling look, then arched her back, putting her breasts on full display. “Is it working?”

I grinned; for whatever reason, she must be done playing coy with me. Good. I was done waiting. “Almost. You’re a delicious little morsel.” I stepped close and took her wrist in my hand, then backed her up so she was against the wall before wedging my knee between her legs. The hot press of her cunt on my thigh and the flash of lust that instantly filled the void between us made my cock rock-hard, but that wasn’t what I was interested in for once. Not yet, anyway. I wanted information.

“What’s this about a shifter?”

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