to mine. “I did notice some guys entering a hidden door earlier, before the fights began. It was back there,” he nodded toward the doorway Stone had gone through. “I plan to check it out tonight, if I can get away from my babysitters.”
I glanced around. “Where are your babysitters now?”
“They’re around. Your boyfriend’s coming back.”
Watching Stone walk leisurely toward me, his confident stride de manding respect and his suit twisting and bunching in all the right places, I was sure I felt my thong falling down on its own. My body didn’t care if he was one of the bad guys and my mind was starting to agree.
Stone’s gaze scanned the crowd once before connecting with mine and holding. Of course it was intense, it always was and I knew something would happen soon. All this sexual tension was starting to get to me. And I could admit, Paul was part of it too. Somewhere, somehow, something needed to snap. And I was afraid that something would be me.
Bear snorted beside me and I hated to admit it, but I jumped. “You need to get that out of your system soon,” he said. “Or it’s going to interfere with the job.”
“I would never let that happen. He is the job. Nothing more.”
“What about Paul?”
My eyebrows drew together , as I broke eye contact with Stone to look at Bear. “What are you talking about?”
“If you don’t know, then you need to pay better attention.”
Oh, I was paying attention alright and it seemed everyone else was too. I did need to get control over the situation, that was true. It couldn’t be more than just sex. I didn’t roll that way, but I was pretty confident that once would be enough to put me back on track and my mind off my libido.
Bear’s question floated t hrough my mind, though. What about Paul? Stone was easy, but Paul? I couldn’t sleep with a man I practically hated just for fun. But did I really hate him? Or was I holding onto a hollow grudge? The answers to those questions scared me more than I wanted to admit.
Stone made his way to my side and stroked a finger across the frown lines on my forehead. “What are you thinking about so hard?”
I smiled and shook off my useless musings. They were getting me nowhere. “Nothing in particular. Just over thinking things just like us women do.” He raised an eyebrow , but didn’t comment. “So what was the trouble?” I asked.
His sigh was full of exhaustion with a bit frustration mixed in. “One of my fighters is sick and I don’t have anyone to replace her.”
Lie. Bear’s eyes cut to mine briefly, confirming the accusations. If all of his fighters were shifters, as I suspected, then no one was sick. We didn’t get sick, only beat up or dead.
I looked back at the fight. A bell rang and the two men separated, going to opposite sides of the pit. Both were heaving and bloody, but not to the point of no return. End of round one.
“I’ll do it,” I said suddenly.
“What?” Both Bear and Stone shouted at the same time. My grinned focused on Stone. “This isn’t a fight to the death match is it?”
“No, bu t–”
“Then I’ll be your replacement. Looks fun,” I shrugged.
“Foxy, I don’t think–”
“You think I can ’t do it?” I interrupted again. “Because you saw what I did to Thelma and Louise. I can handle myself.”
“I know you can. Look.. .” He glanced at Bear, then grabbed my arm, pulling me a few steps away. Like that would keep Bear from listening. “I know you can handle yourself,” Stone continued. “But there’s something you don’t know about the fights.”
Just then another bell rang and the fighters leaped back into their positions. This time, though, the shorts they were wearing before were gone.
“You mean they’re not human,” I said just before both men sank to the ground on their hands and knees.
Stone shot me an incredulous look, but I wasn’t sure I believed his surprise. “You know?” His words were drowned out by the roar of
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