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Was it a dream… or was it real? Now she really doesn’t know.

Then, dragging her hand through her tangled blond locks, she looks around at the rest of the team. They’re packing up—Bud pouring coffee, QT putting the fire out, Zak and Oz prepping the gear for the helo’s arrival.

Frowning, she takes a deep breath and again checks her hand, stroking her thumb across her palm —feeling it. Then, looking up to the left of the group, she notices him, stood apart from the others, drinking a coffee. A lone solitary figure—Darius.

He glares, his cold steely gaze focused on her as she sits on the ground watching him—confused, she’s unsure what happened.

Luna’s angry, growling and snarling beneath her skin, only settling as Digby returns.

Standing over her he smiles, handing her the enamel mug filled with hot coffee, he leans down and gently stroking her neck, he kisses her. “You need to get dressed; we’re gonna be leavin’ in a few minutes.” He frowns, concerned by the worried expression on her face. “Hey, you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah yeah, I’m good.” She smiles.

Then they both look skyward hearing the distant whirr of helo blades—the helicopter arriving to take them home. “Hey, you know what…You did it.” He smiles, strokes her cheek and kisses her again. “Kat… welcome to WOLF.”

Chapter 19

Digby snakes his arm around Kat’s waist, pulling her body against his and smoothing his hand over the curve of her hip. He slides his fingers inside the elastic waistband of her shorts.

“Ryan, will you stop?” She pulls his hand out—pausing momentarily to consider allowing it to stay before deciding no and filling her empty glass with cold pineapple juice.

“So, you want me to come with you, runnin’ I mean?”

“No. I’m not going far. Just to the park, then back to the base. I want to run off some of this cramp—well, more like a walk and stretch my legs. I can’t just lay in bed all day… again. We’ve done that for two days; it’s time I got my muscles moving. They still ache so some exercise will help. Thanks for the offer, but I’ll be alright.”

“Well, I can think of some better ways to work off the cramp.” He smiles, his hand dropping around the curve of her butt, then up and under the hem of her running shorts, pulling at the lace edging of her panties.

“Ryan, I told you to stop!” She slaps him away and sighs. “No, I need some fresh air. After sleeping all day yesterday, I need to get back out there. Plus, I have to see Oz at my office, I need to look at his arm and check his stitches. But I shouldn’t be long. We could have a late brunch when I get back?”

“Brunch? Okay sure… you know what, I’ll make a fresh batch of pancakes, some fresh juice, fresh coffee… thenmaybe… we could getfreshin the shower after?” He smiles, the look telling her what he wants.

“We’ll see. I told you, we need to cool things down a little. Let everyone get used to me being here.”

“They are used to you and I’m not givin’ up on this. I know what I want.”

“I’m not asking you to and I want this to work as much as you but just… slow down. We have plenty of time.” Gently, she drops a kiss on his lips and the taste of pineapple on her tongue makes the aching, hard want of his cock worse.

“Oh, hell, I forgot to say, we’re goin’ out tonight—as a team.”

“Really?” She smiles at the sound of him saying ‘as a team’including her, and it makes her excited. “Oh, but I was thinking maybe I’d just have a quiet night in and catch up on some reading? There’s a book I’ve ordered that I wanna—”

“No! No, you’re not gettin’ out of it. This is a ‘Team-Thing’ and that includes you now. This has to be done. Besides, we’re gonna get spun-up soon, so we might not have time to let our hair down as much. So, while you’re out, why don’t you get somethin’ nice to wear because the place we’re goin’ is pretty exclusive—you need to dress up.”

“Place? What place? I mean, what do I wear?” She frowns. “I mean, how exclusive? Is there a guest list? Ryan, help me out here… I’m not good with dressing up.”

“Hey, calm down, and don’t worry about gettin’ in. I know the owner,” he says. “And as for what to wear? Wear somethin’clubby—but not trashy. Somethin’ nice.” He wraps his arms around her waist. Snuggling his nose tight to her neck and taking deep breaths of her desirable scent, he drops kisses and small bites againsthismark. He knows she struggles to deny him when he touches her there. “A night of music… dancin’… drinks… come on, it’ll be fun. Plus, the guys wanna…initiateyou into the team, like a proper bonding session.” He laughs.

“Initiate?Didn’t I get through all that bullshit already?” She frowns, raising her brow in annoyed concern. “So, what does it involve—thisinitiation?”

“Hey don’t worry, it’s nothin’ serious, it’s more… more a drinkin’ game. It’s just fun—a way to have fun. You know that stuff,fun, right?” He laughs.

“Yeah, I know how to have ‘fun’I was just… okay, well, as long as I don’t have to sleep with some damn stripper?”

“No, trust me, the only stripped person you’re gonna sleep with is me, and I’ll make damn sure of that.”

“Okay,” she turns around facing him and then drops one more teasing kiss against his lips, her tongue swirling the taste of fruit around his mouth. “So, no stripper? Oh, now I’m disappointed.” She smiles, jokingly. “Butclubby, you say? Well, I guess I can do that.”

“Yeah, it’ll be nice to dress up for the night, and it’s a chance for you to be more… girly.”

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