insecurity of growing up thinking her father didn’t want her, she had never really been good at anything. She sucked at every sport she’d ever tried. Cheerleading was out since she couldn’t do a cartwheel to save her life. And singing? Well, some things were just better left alone. So what happened after she found out she really was special? Someone wanted to kill her because of it. Why couldn’t she just be a normal golden panther like the men?
Drake put his finger under her chin and lifted her face so that she was looking into his eyes. He stared at her intently for a moment, his eyes like deep pools of chocolate that Kate wanted to sink into. “We happen to think you’re absolutely perfect, darlin’.”
Kate almost forgot to breathe. Her heart had been frozen since she’d lost her mom, but she could feel it starting to melt as she stared into Drake’s eyes. She started to lean in to kiss him, but at that moment, a great gust of wind slammed into the house harder than any had before, jerking their attention to the storm.
Blake reached for the remote and turned the television back on. Kate wasn’t sure how they were still receiving a signal, considering the weather, but she was glad they were. The picture wasn’t great, but they could at least find out what was happening.
It wasn’t good. The weather radar showed the huge storm swirling over the Florida peninsula, blocking out most of the land mass. Kate couldn’t tell where their location was by looking at the radar.
“Where are we?”
Blake leaned toward the television and pointed at the little clear dot in the center of the massive white swirl. “Right about there.”
“And how long before it will be over?” She didn’t like being trapped inside the house, especially when she now felt like she had a bull’s-eye plastered on her back.
The guys must have sensed her apprehension, because they all huddled in a little closer to her. Drake rubbed soothing patterns on her back. “Probably tomorrow. Don’t worry, Kate, we’ll protect you.”
The oven dinged, and they all jumped a little then started chuckling. Things were way too tense, and Kate needed the diversion. Jake jumped up off the couch and went to the kitchen to pull his culinary creation out of the oven. Whatever it was smelled wonderful, and Kate’s stomach let out an embarrassingly loud growl, which caused another round of laughter.
Blake got up off the floor and stretched. “I’m going to go try to get a phone call out before I eat.” He exchanged a look with Drake and Jake. Kate could tell that look meant something, but she didn’t know what.
Blake went to his bedroom and closed the door behind him. Kate watched the closed door for a moment then turned to the kitchen. She knew they would tell her what that was about eventually. She really did trust them.
She shook her head in amazement. She was having a hard time getting a grasp on how much things had changed in the last couple of days. When she’d left Palm Beach, she had been expecting a storm. But there wasn’t a storm warning in existence that would have alerted her to the tempest she’d found herself in.
Chapter Ten
Drake pushed his plate away and leaned back in his chair. Jake had outdone himself this time. It hadn’t been a complicated meal, but the simple meals were the ones Drake preferred. The roast had been perfectly cooked and satisfyingly filling after their earlier run and altercation. Fortunately, their cat metabolism allowed them to eat large meals without suffering any of the ill effects.
The hurricane was raging worse than ever outside the kitchen window. The wind was blowing so hard it was driving the rain sideways. Drake couldn’t even see the tree line beyond the yard. The backside of this storm was going to be much worse, and he hoped the house would hold. They had assured Kate that this house could withstand anything, but that might have been a slight exaggeration to keep her from feeling
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