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Honestly, don’t feel like you need to babysit me.”
    He snorted as he joined her on the couch, sitting closer than she’d apparently expected if her soft exhale was any indication. “I only sleep a few hours during the day.” At his age it was all he needed unless he’d been seriously injured and had to heal.
    “If you’re sure…” She trailed off as she started pressing buttons on one of the remote controls. Moments later a list of movies came up on the screen. “These are all in my queue. Some I’ve seen, others I’ve been waiting to watch.”
    He laughed out loud as he scanned the selection. “They’re all vampire, werewolf or zombie movies.”
    She grinned, taking his breath away. “I know. I watch the vamp and werewolf movies mainly because I think they’re more comedy than horror but I love zombie movies. And there’s a new television show about zombies I’m not caught up with this season. Totally my not-so-guilty pleasure.”
    It struck him as funny that she enjoyed zombies. “You pick then.”
    She didn’t argue, just chose the current season of the television show and settled back against the couch. The scent of her desire lingered in the air, subtle but strong enough that he had no doubt she wanted him. After what she’d been through though, he wanted to tread lightly.
    “You might have to fill me in a little,” he said, scooting a couple inches closer after about ten minutes had passed. To his surprise, she subtly shifted closer, leaning toward him. But he didn’t want subtle. Taking a chance, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
    In response she closed the last few inches between them and laid her head half on his shoulder, half on his chest as he pulled her close. She wrapped an arm around his waist and curled her body into his. The feel of her fingers gliding across his bare skin made him shudder.
    Something warm and peaceful settled in his chest, the rightness of it taking him off guard. For the first time in his life he felt almost calm inside. Being in Margery’s presence had made something primal inside him flare to life, but this was different.
    “His wife died,” she murmured, referring to the current male on the screen. Every few minutes she’d tell him things about the characters until eventually she stopped talking, her head and body completely going lax against him. He didn’t give a damn about the show, only that she was lying in his arms, relaxed and trusting. That surge of protectiveness rose up again, so strong he had to let out a deep breath to release the pressure building in his chest.
    Considering what she’d been through at the hands of vampires—twice now—it said a lot for how much she trusted him to fall asleep in his arms. He knew enough about shifters that her wolf wouldn’t let her guard down unless she felt safe. The knowledge pleased him more than he imagined possible. It also helped solidify his intent to pursue her hard. If her wolf trusted him, he’d already overcome the biggest hurdle because he had no doubt the most female part of her wanted him. He planned to use that to his full advantage.
    Pulling her tighter to him, he turned off the television and closed his eyes. Very soon he was going to have her underneath him, begging for more and shouting his name. He hadn’t thought he was tired, but sleep came fast, taking him under with dreams of a beautiful shifter with big eyes and full, kissable lips.

 
    Chapter 7
     
    Margery inhaled Rex’s masculine scent before she forced her eyes open. She wasn’t sure how long they’d been on the couch cuddled together but she guessed it must have been a few hours. She didn’t want to move, but she didn’t think she’d be able to go back to sleep draped across him. The only way she’d do that was if she put some distance between them. Otherwise she was far too tempted to start kissing and licking across his delectable chest. As she started to push up, his arm tightened around her, pulling her