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recalled the husky timbre of his voice, the way it had made her insides melt like ice cream on a hot summer day, but for the life of her, she couldn’t remember a single word he had said other than her name.
    He held her chair for her when they returned to their table. Resuming his seat across from hers, he sipped his wine.
    Savanah shook her head to clear it. Feeling as though she had just awakened from some kind of enchanted sleep, she picked up her own glass and took a long drink.
    â€œSo,” he remarked, setting his glass aside, “aren’t you getting tired of watching my act?”
    â€œNo, never.” Being a shape-shifter explained how he transformed so easily into a wolf, but it didn’t explain how he disappeared from sight, or levitated people and objects off the ground, or did a dozen other seemingly impossible things. “Besides, I’m still hoping to get that story.”
    â€œThere is no story. I’m just a magician who’s good at what he does.”
    â€œWell, that’s not quite all there is to it.”
    â€œTrue, but you can’t print that part.”
    â€œI know.” She couldn’t help thinking it was a shame, though. A story about a shape-shifting magician didn’t come along every day. In spite of his assurances to the contrary, her instincts told her he was hiding something else, though she had no idea what it might be.
    Later, they danced again, but there was nothing out of the ordinary this time. She was thrilled to be in Rane’s arms, but she was aware of the other couples around them, of the waiters moving on the fringes of the dance floor, of the jealous gaze of the brunette at the bar.
    Returning to their table Rane ordered another round of drinks. They danced a few more times, and then Rane drove her home.
    He walked her to her door, then drew her into his arms. “I had a good time tonight.”
    â€œMe, too,” Savanah said with a smile. She was tempted to ask him if anything unusual had happened during their first dance, but she was too embarrassed to mention her temporary lapse, or the fact that she couldn’t remember a thing he had said to her.
    He caressed her cheek, his fingertips trailing fire as they slid over her skin, and down the curve of her throat. She shivered with pleasure when he bent down to kiss the sensitive place behind her ear, felt her eyes widen as an image of Rane bending over her neck, his lips pulled back to reveal his teeth, burst into her mind.
    Startled, she drew back.
    â€œSomething wrong?” he asked.
    â€œYes…no…I mean…” She shook her head, confused.
    â€œIt bothers you, my being a shape-shifter?”
    â€œIsn’t that just another word for Werewolf? I mean, you change into a wolf. Doesn’t that make you a Werewolf?”
    â€œWould it bother you if I was?”
    â€œWell, a little.” There had been a time when everyone believed that Vampires and Werewolves were just creatures of myth and legend, but then the Werewolves and the Vampires had gone to war, leaving no doubt of their existence, or their danger to the human race. For the most part, the shape-shifters had remained neutral.
    â€œDoes that mean I won’t be seeing you again?” he asked.
    â€œI didn’t say that.”
    â€œI’m not a Werewolf, Savanah. I swear it on the life of my mother. Does that make you feel better?”
    â€œI guess so.” As far as she knew, the shape-shifters were peaceful creatures, preferring to live in small communities of their own kind.
    â€œSo, does that mean you’ll go out with me tomorrow night?” he asked. “We could take in a late movie after my last show.”
    She hesitated a moment, then said, “I’d like that.”
    But later, in bed, with the covers pulled up to her chin, the image of Rane bending over her crept into her mind again. She saw him clearly. His dark eyes. His sensuous mouth. His very sharp