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and rational.
    Some awareness made him lift his head and he stopped dead in his tracks. Lexi was standing not fifteen feet away from him, her eyes closed as she remained blissfully unaware of him. It didn’t matter that she was leaning up against another man, his gut tightened and his body went on alert.
    Her hair was glossy and light brown, pulled back into a high pony tail, with a few wisps curling around her face, making her appear fresh and wholesome. Instead of leather she was wearing jeans that caressed her body and a simple, white t-shirt, the outfit emphasizing her feminine curves. Intuitively, he knew that this was the real Lexi, the woman beneath the blond wig. While she wasn’t as exotically gorgeous as she was before, she was a thousand times more beautiful in her natural state. A million times more appealing.
    “ Ticket, sir,” the valet said, bringing him back to reality.
    Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the stub, never taking his eyes off the girl. He had no business obsessing over the human but that didn't mean he couldn't take a few moments and just admire her.
    She opened her eyes and their gazes collided head on; he was lost once more, not caring that he was drowning. In that moment, he could see her spread out beneath him, welcoming him into her body. Then her tongue darted out to moisten her lips…. His erection was instantaneous and painful, causing him to adjust to make room for the unruly organ. Her lips curled upwards into perceptive smile and he almost abandoned Ashley, to walk over to her and claim her, damn the pack.
    The spell was broken when the man she was with said something and she turned away. Before he completely lost his sanity, he grabbed Ashley’s hand, holding onto her like she was a life line back to reality. With her lineage, her nature as a wolf, Ashley was who he should be thinking about; not some girl who played dress up and kissed like a goddamn dream.
    “ Isn’t that the blond from the bar?” Ashley’s serene voice broke into his ruminations.
    He looked down at her and smiled at her unassuming face, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    “ Liar,” she laughed good-naturedly, smiling up at him. This companionability was exactly what he needed in a relationship; none of those tempestuous emotions associated with Lexi. He didn’t need madness and that is what he would get if he gave into his primitive instincts.
    Even if she was a wolf, Lexi, was not the type of girl someone like him married. Hell, she wasn’t the type of girl someone like him got involved with. She would twist a man up inside and he would be powerless to stop her. He would even put his finger on the knot so she could make a bow. But she wasn’t a wolf; he had absolutely no business thinking about her at all.
    The valet pulled his roadster up in front of them and Duncan opened the door for Ashley, his fellow wolf. Looking back one last time, he firmly put the fantasy out of his head. Sighing heavily, he walked around the front of his car and took his position behind the wheel, feeling the loss and knowing that it was the right decision to make. It was the only decision to make.
    “ So, anyway, what magazine are you buying?” Ashley asked, taking his mind off his melancholy thoughts.
    Duncan turned his head and looked across the seat at her, blinking, trying to focus on the present. “Um, lavish .”
    “ Really?” her eyes widened in approval. “I just recently started reading that; it’s the one with 'The Scene' in it, isn’t it?”
    “ I wouldn’t know,” he shrugged, pulling away from the curb. "I bought it because it was a good investment."
    “ This writer is certifiable and absolutely brilliant. She’s a human who does all of these wild things and then writes about them,” Ashley continued, oblivious to the fact that Duncan couldn’t care less about some fluff writer. “This week she wrote about your brother, Senator Carson. She got an interview with him last