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her and her legs stretched out in front of her, she smiles up at me, letting me know she thinks she’s ready to hear what I have to say.
    I’m uncomfortably nervous, so very nervous. Not an emotion I’m familiar with.
    What if she hears what I am and is disgusted, or thinks I’m a freak and hates me? That worries me because I can’t bear to lose her not now when I’ve decided to keep her. I cannot live my life without her in it. Shit, what am I going to do if she freaks out on me?
    “Where do I begin?” I murmur to myself.
    “The beginning is usually a good place to begin,” she tells me.
    “Smartass.”
    “Seriously, any day now.”
    With nothing for it, I blurt out, “I’m a shifter.”
    She stares at me blankly, giving nothing away.
    “Ooookkaay,” she says, drawing out the word, “Am I supposed to know what that means?”
    She’d never heard of a shifter before? Christ, didn’t she watch television?
    “I can turn into an animal at will.” I clarify. None of that forced full moon bullshit for me.
    “Are you on drugs right now?” she asks me in disbelief.
    “No, I am being very serious.” And dammit, I was.
    “That’s not possible. People do not turn into animals.”
    “Normal humans, no. But shifters, yes.”
    “You’re crazy.”
    “I’m telling you the truth,” I say. I feel relief because she seems to be handling this alright so far. She’s not screaming, crying or trying to get away from me. All of which would seriously suck for me if she decided to do.
    “Okay. So show me.”
    “I can’t.”
    She laughs at this, “Of course not because it’s not possible.”
    “Riley is a shifter as well.”
    “Of course he is. He’s a shifter that turns into an animal but can’t actually turn into an animal because, ya know, that makes perfect sense.”
    “Supernaturals can only sense shifters when they are in their animal form and I don’t want anybody else to know where we are.”
    “Let me guess, you don’t want others to know where we are because it would be dangerous.”
    “Yes,” I calmly tell her. Although, I’m feeling anything but calm at the moment.
    “And why is this exactly?” she asks, quirking an eyebrow and grinning at me.
    “Because my Uncle wants Riley and me dead and he will stop at nothing to get what he wants. I’m sure he has people all over the world looking for us.”
    She’s still looking at me in disbelief, grinning like a mad woman, only now there’s a little bit of suspicion in her eyes.
    “Like the Vampire dude who was in my apartment? He said he was looking for you.”
    “Exactly like that,” I say.
    “What happened to him?”
    “The Vampire?” I ask, seeking clarification.
    She nods.
    At this, I hesitate. What happened to the Vampire was not pretty. I don’t want to scare her and make her afraid of me. Not that she believes anything I have to say, but with my luck that would be when she became a believer.
    Oh, what the hell.
    “I ripped his limbs off one at a time and then I ate his heart.”
    “You are crazy,” she tells me. The horror plain to hear in her voice. Plain to see etched across her beautifully expressive face.
    “I am not. Everything I’ve said to you has been nothing but the truth.” I probably should have omitted out the bit about eating the Vampire’s heart. There were some things she wouldn’t be ready to hear at this juncture. Or, maybe not ever.
    Damn it. Why had I been so brutally honest with her?
    “You just told me that you ate a man.” She shouts at me while drawing her knees to her chest protectively and wrapping her arms around them.
    Fuck.
    I’ve messed this all up.
    Now she’s afraid of me.
    “I did not say I ate a man,” I slowly tell her, afraid of doing anything, saying anything, that might further spook her. “I said I ate a Vampires heart. There’s a difference.”
    “Okay,” she says, her voice back to her normal volume, “you’re right. You did not say you ate a man, you said you ate part of