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Chapter 7

Hanna was in some kind of twisted universe, and she didn’t know how to get out of it. She drove her Jeep with Barbara in the front seat and Derek and Kyro in the back. The guys made her shift in her seat the entire time, knowing they were behind her.

She was grateful for talking to Barbara, or she would have gone insane.

“What are these Vella Fries I hear so much about?” Barbara asked. “I’m starving after that flight.”

Hanna’s stomach growled, reminding her she hadn’t had breakfast, thanks to her mother. “There’s a place on the pier that has best Vella Fries. It’s right next some of the best shops and boutiques on the boardwalk, too.”

“Sounds perfect,” Barbara said.

“Food sounds good right about now,” Kyro said. “I’m starving.”

“Something magical and delicious would hit the spot, too,” Derek added.

Hanna gripped the wheel tight to focus. They were so not making sexual innuendos right now. She thought she caught Barbara hiding a smile, but she turned to the window before Hanna could tell.

Why was this happening? It was supposed to be a simple job. The two imposing shifters in the back seat were making it difficult.

“Fine,” Hanna said. “Fries will do the trick.” She stared at them in the rearview mirror. “If you still want something after that, I’m sure you can drown it incoldsoda.”

“I knew I liked you, dear,” Barbara said with a chuckle. “I’ll have to remember that one.”

The trip to the pier wasn’t as long as it could have been, and she had to admit Barbara was growing on her. Derek and Kyro? Not so easy.

Annoying? Check. Sexy? Double check. Mates? She’d have to get back to that. Like way back to it.

That word stuck in her head.Mates. Everyone kept calling her Derek and Kyro’s mate. They’d done it in the cave, but they hadn’t said anything recently. Probably for the best.

Hanna made sure she ordered fries and a cheeseburger along with the largest soda on the menu when they put in their food order in. She hoped it emphasized her point, but she had two oppositions working against her.

She’d never seen two people eat more in her life. Derek and Kyro consumed food like it was a precious resource. Many times they made sure she watched when they slowed each bite down.

Watching men eat shouldn’t have been so erotic, but those two had the motions down to an art form. Both grinned like the dangerous wolves they were with each bite.

Hanna had to catch herself from fingering their bites on her neck. That would probably make their day better.

An outpour of mercy finally hit when Derek’s phone rang.

“Hello,” he said, still staring at Hanna. “Wait. Slow down. What broke?”

“Damn it,” Kyro muttered.

Wolf hearing is probably a nice thing to have, Hanna thought. Everyone seemed to be in on the phone conversation except for her. She tossed a fry in her mouth but kept her eyes on Derek as he closed the phone.

“Problems at the club,” Derek said. “They need us.”

“Go,” Barbara said. “We’ll be fine here.”

“We promised we’d stay with you,” Kyro said.

“Trust me, you two,” Barbara said. “I’m not a wolf anyone messes with. Besides, Hanna and I can meet you there in a couple of hours.”

“We can?” Hanna asked. She hadn’t been to Derek and Kyro’s club. That seemed like asking for trouble since she wasn’t even a shifter.

“Of course,” Barbara said. “We’ll do a little shopping and make our way over to Clawed Obsessions later.”

Hanna sipped her drink. Clubs weren’t really her thing. She’d been forced to go in Miami, and she’d always felt awkward among the toned bodies on the dance floor. In Miami, everyone showed skin. She didn’t want to imagine the fit shifters who visited Clawed Obsessions.