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on edge, but when his lips came down on hers they were careful and sweet — yet there was no mistaking the hunger. Seeking as he tasted the proof she was alive and well. His tongue swept over hers, plundered and dominated. All the world boiled down to this. To him.
    Her heart ramped up and her nipples went hard as his unique scent reached her nostrils. Damien smelled of swamp and man. Of nature and predator all rolled into one decadent tasty treasure. His body bracketed hers against the wall of the building behind them, his erection pressed against her where he leaned. The marble hard bulge made her want to do all kinds of naughty things she’d never had the courage to initiate before Damien. If not for the polite coughing in the distance, she may have forgotten they were outside and not alone. Damien probably couldn’t care less about an audience. Though the kiss stopped, Damien didn’t move away. His forehead rested against hers while he battled to get himself under control.
    “Are you sure you’re all right?” he whispered against her skin.
    “Yes. Scout’s honor. I’m right as rain,” she promised, stroking the sides of his face trying to bring his intensity down a notch.
    He seemed to be trying to breathe her in and feared letting her go.
    Finally when she began to grow concerned over his erratic behavior, he stepped back, giving her space, and turned to head toward the others.
    The man was a walking mystery to her. One minute running hot, the next reserved and seeming to calculate his every thought and move.
    Guarded and cautious.
Grace knew he’d been hurt and kept a wall around his inner most thoughts and feelings. Yeah, he showed her snippets, but she wanted him to be the one to instigate opening up
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Needed to know he trusted her. Completely.
    “I think we should head back to Grace’s and go over what we’ve all found,” Beth announced. “The guys uncovered quite a bit of information. How did you and Faith fair before all hell broke loose?”
    “Actually she dug up some information as well. I agree, let’s hit my house and I’ll make everyone some tea.”
    Grace ignored the men’s wrinkled noses and instead tuned in to the younger man with them.
    “Well, they may have extremely bad manners, but I don’t, so let me introduce my niece, Beth, and myself.” Grace stuck out her hand as she told the new guy her name.
    “Name’s Trick and you’re right — these two dudes seriously got to work on their people skills.” The kid thumbed toward Moss and Damien, whose jaws dropped. Grace couldn’t refrain the giggle if her life depended on it. She liked the new guy, and guessed he’d fit right in with their small crew.
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    Grace set the tea out for her and Beth, while the guys dug into her hidden Beam stash that Beth showed them. Damien still hadn’t uttered a word since caging her in back of the library and now slung the shots back in true parched, Southern fashion. Something had happened with her shifter, but damned if she knew what. She supposed he’d eventually open up, but prayed he would sooner rather than later.
    “So let me get this straight. There’s some bad ass evil group … ” Beth’s eyes rolled as she began her question.
    “Society,” Trick interrupted.
    “Excuse me,” Beth corrected. “Society, who causes massive storms, most likely fires, and feeds off the chaos and destruction that ensues from it? Please tell me you’re joking,”
    “Sorry hon, but I’m afraid they’re right. While I was at Whimsical Notions, a voice spoke to me.”
    “Whatcha mean, a voice?” Beth added some whiskey to her tea before shooting her a worried side eye.
    “No, I haven’t lost my mind yet, and pour some of that in here.” Grace held her cup out. She had a feeling by the time they were done comparing notes she’d need the warmth the amber liquid gave. “A voice from thin air spoke of this society and how there is another combating them. Sadly this voice claimed the