By C. T. Adams
HER merely alternative IS DEATHSue Quentin has reached the tip of her rope-she's determined, and there is just one means out. Her plan does not comprise falling for Tony, the mysterious hit guy she hires. He listens while she speaks and someway convinces her that perhaps her difficulties are usually not fullyyt insurmountable. He even thinks her little potbelly is attractive. So he is a werewolf--everyone has flaws! Sue enjoys being coddled via Tony, and, for his half, Tony likes the best way Sue moans while he touches her. She starts to imagine she and Tony may need a shot at a destiny jointly, regardless of his unorthodox career . . . or even although she does not comprehend his genuine identify. but if Tony's enemies-not all of whom are absolutely human-decide Sue makes an ideal goal, will Tony hazard letting his darker aspect out through the day to avoid wasting her?
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Cloves dusted the steam once more. She warmed to the new subject. "I decided that you wanted raw meat, not cooked. Even rare is cooked. " "What did I have for dinner? " "I told you! Turkey! There was a nearly raw turkey in the oven. It was bloody and warm, hardly cooked at all. I put it on a silver platter and covered it with one of those domes and snuck back into the elevator. I should have taken a cart. I almost dropped it twice. It weighed, like, twenty pounds and once it started to bleed, it got really slippery on the tray.
Caged like the animal I've become. A night in the park only reinforced that. I stood with legs spread slightly, arms crossed against my chest. Gazing at everything and seeing nothing.
I saw you jump into space and then land on the roof of the hospital across the street. " Her voice held amazement but her scent was still pride. I knew that it should be a big deal. Really. But it didn't feel like I was straining at the time. It was just an average jump. Nothing special. "I felt you jump, felt my muscles react and my breathing increase. It was incredible; wonderful. " I nodded, still lost in the dream of it. I felt free. So trapped for so long and I was finally free. It was my turn to shiver.