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He k iss e d h e r a nd th e n st o o d . “ B e r ight b ack. G o nna g r ab a beer . Y o u want o n e ? Win e ? T e a, c o ff ee , m e ?” He smil e d bu t the s m ile d i d n ’ t t o u ch h i s icy b l u e e y e s.
    “ I’ ll have a bee r t oo . T ha n ks.” She f r o w n e d and he be nt, fast bu t s il e nt and k i ss e d h e r again.
    “ Y o u d i d n ’ t d o anythi n g. A t all. O th e r than r o ck m y w o r l d , s ist er .”
    T h e n she la ug h e d o u t l o ud , f o r g e tting the h ur t. R o ck my w o r ld was n o t s o m e thing o ne w o u ld e xp e ct b ig, im p o sing G a rre tt to say. A nd he kn e w it. He had ma d e h e r la u gh o n p ur p o s e . T he t ru st g re w dee p e r still, t h o u gh L iv d i d n ’ t th i nk that was e nti re ly p o ssi b l e . A nd th e n c o mpl e t e ly o u t o f cha r act e r f o r h e r bu t g o i n g with the f l o w, she re ach e d ou t and t r ac e d the line o f h is c o ck with a fi n g er tip. “ I f y o u c o me b ack s o o n, I’ ll d o it again,” s he whisp ered .
    G a rre t t ru m b l e d l i ke s o me b ig machine and the s o u nd m a d e h e r b o d y re act in a

 
     

     

    visc er al way that n o s o u nd e v e r ha d . T hat no p er s o n e v e r ha d .

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    W o rr i e s

    G a rre t t paw e d to the b ack o f the f r i d ge f o r the g o o d beer s. H e’ d t u ck e d a f e w O kt o ber f e st bre ws in the b ack. He p u ll e d o u t two M a r z e ns and p o pp e d the caps. What he was t r yi n g to d o with bee r and r ifling was d ist r act h ims e lf.
    “ F i r st y o u want to b ite h er , th e n y o u want to mate h er ,” he said u n de r his bre ath. I f he d i d n ’ t s ay it o u t l o u d he m ight e nd u p sayi n g it t o L iv. O r he might e nd u p sc re aming. A s man o r be ast, it h ad happ e n e d a f e w tim e s in h is lif e . A w er e w o lf v er si o n o f a t e mp e r tant ru m, a r apid b ack - a n d - f o r th s hift be t w ee n h u man and w o lf, r aging a l l the whil e . I t was pa i nf u l, e xha u sting an d , in the l o ng ru n, e nti re ly u nh e lpf u l.
    G a rre t t p u ll e d o u t a b l o ck o f ch ee se and r o u ghly hack e d o ff e n o u gh sq u a re s to c o v e r a sm a ll re d plat e . He had want e d t o b ite h e r r ight as he cam e . N o t b ite h e r to g e t o ff bu t b ite h er . Bre ak the s k in, dr aw b l o o d , ma r k h e r a s his. T he i n stinct had bee n as b ig and b lin d i n g as the nat ur al instinct to give i n t o an o r gasm. T h e n o nce h e’ d g o tt e n hims e lf u n de r c o nt r o l, he m a d e the c r ack a b o u t chil dre n.
    “ Id i o t,” he sai d . He p u ll e d a sl ee ve o f c r ack er s f r o m the ca b in e t. “F u cking i d i o t.” “W h o ’ s an i d i o t?” L iv ask ed .
    He t ur n e d t o o fast and the e ye shine m u st have s h o wn. F o r j u st an i nstant she still ed , l o o king the tini e st b it u nc er tain. T h e n s he smil e d and came to him. “ Me . I’ m an i d i o t. I u ps e t y o u ,” G a rre tt sai d .
    “ N o t at all. I’ m fin e .” S he t o o k the c r ack er s and a bee r and walk e d o u t o f the r oo m, l e aving him t o f o l l o w. So he d i d .
    “ Y o u w er e u ps e t. Y o u t h o u ght y o u’ d do ne s o m e thing.” He wa l k e d be hind h e r and d id a d o ub le take wh e n s he b ypass e d the liv i ng r oo m a nd the d ining ro o m and hit the st e ps t o go u pstai r s again. “ S o m e thing t e lls me y o u th i nk that a l o t.” G a rre t t wa t ch e d h e r l u sh b o tt o m a s she clim be d the stai r s. N o w o n de r she ma d e him c r azy. Lu sh and f e minin e , the p er f e ct h o ur -glass s hap e , she was t r im bu t n o t s kinny. T h er e h ad bee n pl e nty o f wa r m, s o ft w o m a n to h o ld o nto a s h e’ d f u ck e d h er .
    She t ur n e d and ca u ght him sta r ing. She g r inn e d at him, berr y c o l o re d lips sp re a d ing wi d e to s h o w h i m