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each other, I stroked his chest, which was smooth and firm. He’s healed! wiggled through my fogged brain. Yay! He could do more naughty things to me.
    “Patricia,” he murmured. He grasped my wrists and pulled me away. “I know our destiny. I will happily mate with you, but I don’t think you’re ready.”
    Mate. Yeah. That sounded like a fine idea. I tugged my hands free and yanked the top of his jeans. The metal buttons popped off and the material parted, revealing the top of his large cock. My fingertips danced along the mushroomed head and then I caressed the sensitive ridge.
    He sucked in a sharp breath. “Patricia.” He let me dip my hand inside his pants, then growled in frustration. “Damn it!”
    He grabbed the armrests and yanked them off. They clattered to the floor. Then he plucked me from his lap and set me on my feet. He scrambled from the chair and put his hands out in a “stop” gesture.
    Someone rattled the front door of the salon. I ignored the racket and stepped toward Gabriel. His expression was caught between amusement and desperation. Blood streaked his torso and his jeans were still open. His hair had come loose again.
    “You’d better answer the door,” he said. “I’ll hide in the bathroom.”
    Frustration roared through me. After he hurried into the bathroom, which was located just a few feet away in the back of the shop, I started to regain my senses. The fog of lust lifted and I felt as if I’d been released from a magic spell. Jeez. Our proximity caused me to go wild woman on him. What was wrong with me?
    Rattled by my behavior and annoyed by the persistence of the unexpected customer, I turned around and marched to the door. I flicked open the bolt and the person on the other side swung into the shop.
    “Why haven’t you answered your cell phone?” yelled Drake.
    I pushed him back through the door and shut it behind me. He looked surprised, but I wasn’t about to explain why I was hiding a Consortium-wanted fugitive. Mostly because I didn’t know.
    “My cell phone is on.” I reached into the back pocket of my jeans and looked down at the slim device. “Oh. Well, sorry.” I turned it on. “There. Problem solved. Is Darrius watching Wilson?”
    “Ja.” Drake’s nostrils flared. “What happened to your shirt?”
    I looked down at my clothing. Blood from Gabriel’s wounds had stained my T-shirt and jeans. “I … uh, cut myself. I’ll go change my clothes after I’m done in the shop.”
    His gaze narrowed. “Is someone in there?”
    “Is it your business if there is?” I asked tartly. I was relieved that Darrius was tracking Wilson, but now I was worried about protecting the other man in my life. “Can’t a girl date around here?”
    “Date? You?”
    Maybe not the best lie I could’ve told, considering everyone knew about my ex-husband and my feelings about relationships.
    I put a hand on my hip and glared at him. “Do you want something?”
    “Who is the lucky man?” His jade green eyes studied my face and he grinned wickedly. “If such a thing were possible between our kind and yours, I would’ve asked you out a long time ago.”
    My mouth dropped open. As much as I flirted with him and his brother, I’d never thunk either one of him took it seriously. He was probably yanking my chain, hoping I’d give up the identity of my new beau.
    “Well, aren’t you sweet, you liar.” I made a shooing motion. “I got work to do and I don’t want you shedding on my clean floor.”
    He pressed his hand against his heart. “You wound me, Liebling.”
    “Drake,” I said warningly, “if you don’t go away, the next time I groom you, I’ll shave you bald.”
    He put his hands up in the air and stepped back. “I would not dream of angering my stylist. But I will be watching you, Patsy. Damian’s orders. “
    I rolled my eyes. “Whatever. So long as you do it outside.”
    He nodded. “Deal.” He walked to the concrete-block wall and leaned against it.