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partner at the clinic, one who was homegrown.
He shut the door and took a seat behind his desk. “You ready for the final stages of the legal paperwork?”
She nodded and sat across from him. “I have curtains picked out and everything.”
He laughed and opened the folder on his desk. “Man, it will be sweet having a partner again.”
“I can imagine.” She leaned back and folded her legs, the picture of perfection. If he’d been single and she’d been straight, he might have been tempted to make a play for her.
But he’d long ago given his heart to his little vixen, and Irene had a fiery Italian diva waiting for her at home who’d kill anyone who looked sideways at her girl. “Speaking of partners, how is Val?”
That wicked smile came back instantly. “Spicy.”
“We need to get together for dinner so we can introduce Val—and you, of course—to Chloe.” He signed his name at the bottom of the last of the documents naming Irene as his new partner, then shoved them across the desk at her.
She picked up the pen and signed as well. “Hell, we both know that Val pretty much runs my life.” She put the pen down and closed the folder. “Don’t doubt for a single second it will be any different with you and your Chloe.”
He could hardly wait. “We’re taking it slow.”
She scowled. “Jim, can I be totally honest with you?”
“Sure.” He and Irene had become friends while she worked on convincing Valerie Forza, her personal force of nature, to move back to Irene’s hometown.
“Slow sucks. Bang her like a cheap storm door.”
“Is that what you did to win Val?” He had to bite back a laugh. For all Irene looked like she should be on the cover of Vogue , she spoke more like a guy in a bar.
“Strap-ons are God’s gift to lesbians.” She put her hands together and glanced upward, so sweet and innocent looking she’d give Hello Kitty lovers cavities.
Pfft. As if there was anything saintly about Irene Boone.
“Uh-huh. I want to hear Val’s side of this one.” It was sure to be a doozy too. He’d only met Val once, but it was enough to figure out the woman was a whirlwind of sugar and vinegar. Irene had her hands full with that one.
“Would I lie to you?”
Big, innocent blue eyes blinked at him, and he had the urge to laugh in her face. “Yes.”
There went that rogue’s smile again. Jim could understand how the volatile Val had fallen for the charming, naughty Irene. “Trust me on this one, Jimmy. If your Chloe is anything like my Val, slow won’t do at all. You need to swoop in before someone else comes along and snatches her away from you.”
“Won’t happen.” How to explain the bond between shifters, when he barely understood it himself? “She’s loved me for a long time, and it hasn’t gone away despite my shoving her away. She’s loyal in ways I didn’t understand until recently.”
“Is she doing better? I know you were worried about her.”
Funny, Irene was one of the few people he’d confessed his feelings to. They’d gotten along well from the moment she answered the ad he’d placed for a new partner in his practice. “She thinks she’s as good as she’s going to get, and that bothers her more than she says.”
“Hmm.” She shook her head. “It’s going to take a while to get her self-esteem back where it was.”
He tilted his head, utterly confused. “I’m sorry?”
“Think about it for a minute. She had the world at her feet, and now she’s the one kneeling.”
“Chloe doesn’t kneel for anything or anyone. Not even her disability.” His Wolf snarled, forcing Jim to take a deep, calming breath before he accidentally outed himself. “She’s strong. She’ll have the world at her feet again.” And if not, she’d have to take one possessive, newbie Wolf who was more than willing to take that spot.
“Good for her, if it’s true.” She shrugged when he scowled. “Look, I haven’t met her, but anyone who has been through what
He shut the door and took a seat behind his desk. “You ready for the final stages of the legal paperwork?”
She nodded and sat across from him. “I have curtains picked out and everything.”
He laughed and opened the folder on his desk. “Man, it will be sweet having a partner again.”
“I can imagine.” She leaned back and folded her legs, the picture of perfection. If he’d been single and she’d been straight, he might have been tempted to make a play for her.
But he’d long ago given his heart to his little vixen, and Irene had a fiery Italian diva waiting for her at home who’d kill anyone who looked sideways at her girl. “Speaking of partners, how is Val?”
That wicked smile came back instantly. “Spicy.”
“We need to get together for dinner so we can introduce Val—and you, of course—to Chloe.” He signed his name at the bottom of the last of the documents naming Irene as his new partner, then shoved them across the desk at her.
She picked up the pen and signed as well. “Hell, we both know that Val pretty much runs my life.” She put the pen down and closed the folder. “Don’t doubt for a single second it will be any different with you and your Chloe.”
He could hardly wait. “We’re taking it slow.”
She scowled. “Jim, can I be totally honest with you?”
“Sure.” He and Irene had become friends while she worked on convincing Valerie Forza, her personal force of nature, to move back to Irene’s hometown.
“Slow sucks. Bang her like a cheap storm door.”
“Is that what you did to win Val?” He had to bite back a laugh. For all Irene looked like she should be on the cover of Vogue , she spoke more like a guy in a bar.
“Strap-ons are God’s gift to lesbians.” She put her hands together and glanced upward, so sweet and innocent looking she’d give Hello Kitty lovers cavities.
Pfft. As if there was anything saintly about Irene Boone.
“Uh-huh. I want to hear Val’s side of this one.” It was sure to be a doozy too. He’d only met Val once, but it was enough to figure out the woman was a whirlwind of sugar and vinegar. Irene had her hands full with that one.
“Would I lie to you?”
Big, innocent blue eyes blinked at him, and he had the urge to laugh in her face. “Yes.”
There went that rogue’s smile again. Jim could understand how the volatile Val had fallen for the charming, naughty Irene. “Trust me on this one, Jimmy. If your Chloe is anything like my Val, slow won’t do at all. You need to swoop in before someone else comes along and snatches her away from you.”
“Won’t happen.” How to explain the bond between shifters, when he barely understood it himself? “She’s loved me for a long time, and it hasn’t gone away despite my shoving her away. She’s loyal in ways I didn’t understand until recently.”
“Is she doing better? I know you were worried about her.”
Funny, Irene was one of the few people he’d confessed his feelings to. They’d gotten along well from the moment she answered the ad he’d placed for a new partner in his practice. “She thinks she’s as good as she’s going to get, and that bothers her more than she says.”
“Hmm.” She shook her head. “It’s going to take a while to get her self-esteem back where it was.”
He tilted his head, utterly confused. “I’m sorry?”
“Think about it for a minute. She had the world at her feet, and now she’s the one kneeling.”
“Chloe doesn’t kneel for anything or anyone. Not even her disability.” His Wolf snarled, forcing Jim to take a deep, calming breath before he accidentally outed himself. “She’s strong. She’ll have the world at her feet again.” And if not, she’d have to take one possessive, newbie Wolf who was more than willing to take that spot.
“Good for her, if it’s true.” She shrugged when he scowled. “Look, I haven’t met her, but anyone who has been through what
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