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slide his shaft deep inside her, to strain against her clenching walls, to feel his come shooting inside her. God, how he had to have this woman. Not as a plaything like the others and not as a diversion. She was more than a diversion. He sensed she could become an obsession. Warnings went off in the logical side of his mind, urging him to stay away, but his libido nixed those ideas, giving pure instinct control. He pulled her mouth to his again.
    “Oh, my goodness. Lauren, what are you doing?”
    “Wow, if that’s how she fixes teeth, then let me hop in the chair.”
    Lauren stiffened, then scrambled off Daniel, clutching the lapels of her white coat together. She let out a small cry, her attention riveted to the hallway. He hurriedly zipped up, covering his protesting cock, and twisted around to find Tucker and Bobbie. Bobbie’s gaping mouth hung open and Tucker’s grin was wider than Daniel thought a mouth could stretch.
    “Oh, my God, I-I—” Lauren tucked her head and put her back to the onlookers. “I can’t believe you did that to me.”
    “ To you? Like you couldn’t have stopped me? Sweetheart, trust me, you were a willing participant. A very willing participant.” Daniel raised a finger to Tucker, silencing him from making a snarky remark.
    Lauren, her skin a mottled pink color, finally met his gaze. “You are a pig. No, a dog.”
    He couldn’t help it. Lowering his eyebrows, he gave as good as he got. “No way, lady. I am no dog. I’m a wolf.”
    A mortified Lauren remained silent. Had she heard him? Bobbie, however, managed a quick recovery and, scooting past Daniel, took the distraught Lauren’s hand. “Don’t worry. The only people who know, who saw you, were me and Tucker.” Leading the stunned dentist out of the room, Bobbie made a “phone me” gesture to Tucker, then blew him a kiss. Tucker pretended to catch the kiss.
    His friend had apparently enjoyed their time together, much to Daniel’s dismay. With his clothes straightened and his cock nearly back to normal pre-aroused size, Daniel trudged past him toward the reception area. “Not a word, man. Not a damn word.” But Tucker’s chuckle and question chased after him.
    “Hey, wait a sec, Daniel. Did you call her a hunter?”

    “This is not what I need after the day I’ve had.” Lauren cradled her rifle in the crook of her arm and trudged alongside the other hunters. “I’d rather have curled up on my sofa with a good book.”
    John wrapped his arm around her. “Are you kidding me? A hunt always turns the day around for me. Besides, you’re your own boss. You can do what you want. What could have made your day so bad?”
    Like she did nothing but sit at her computer and watch funny videos on the Internet. Lauren started to tell him what had happened with Daniel Cannon, then thought better of it. He didn’t have to know about her loss of self-control, or how she’d tried—and failed—to keep her thoughts off the ultra-sexy shifter for the rest of the day. She’d even called one of her male clients “Daniel” twice before Marla finally whispered, pointing out her error. “Oh, nothing special. The same old thing.”
    “That’s what I’m talking about. How can your day have gone that badly when it’s always the same each day?”
    “Never mind.” Lauren wasn’t about to explain. What did it matter now anyway? She was fortunate that Bobbie and Daniel’s friend were the only ones who’d witnessed her crazy sexual play with Mr. C. “John, have you ever met anyone named Cannon?”
    John abruptly turned on her, his face scary in its intensity. “Where did you hear that name?” He took her arm, scaring her even more. “Tell me.”
    Lauren broke his hold and rubbed the fingerprints he’d left. “What the hell, John? What’s with you?”
    “Tell me where you heard that name.”
    “I have a new patient named Cannon and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I’d heard the name before. Not that it’s an unusual