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“I’m good here.”

Fucking hell.

“Look, I had to get you out of there. That fuckin’ guy changed into a real live bear. You ever see any shit like that before?”

“Yep.” He nodded.

On autopilot, I pulled into my driveway.

Why did I bring him here?

I should have taken him to the compound, not my private place.

Hell, I should have dropped him off on the side of the road. I’d done my job getting him out of there since it was clear those two guys were going to kill him.

Actually, what was more important, was to figure out how I got home without even thinking. I just acted on instinct. Snorting to myself, I shook my head. I headed to a place of comfort, my mind buzzing with what I fucking saw.

A guy changed into a bear.

A fucking bear.

Hang on… did he say yes?

Switching off the ignition, I faced him, and even though the cabin was dark, the outside light spilled light through the car’s windows. “Did you say you’ve seen somethin’ like that before?”

He wiggled in the seat until he faced my way, nodding. “I did.”

Scrubbing a hand over my face, I sighed. “I’m not sure I want to know.”

“It’s best you do.”

Fuck.

What did I get myself into?

Drawing in a deep breath, I pushed my door open and stepped out into the evening air. Since we were here, we might as well head inside for this conversation. The young guy rushed from the car after me.

Hell, I didn’t even know what to call him.

At the front door, I asked, “Name?”

“Riker Blackwood. What’s yours? I can’t keep calling you ‘the hottest man I’ve ever seen. Though, I still might do it in my mind even after you tell me your name. That’s if you don’t mind. Do you mind?”

Slowly, and before we entered since I wasn’t sure having him in my house was good, I gave Riker all my attention.

He rocked on his feet with his hands clasped behind his back and a smile still in place.

This little twink thought I was handsome?

I was old enough to be his daddy.

He seemed early twenties. I was at least double that at forty-two.

Still, I pushed those thoughts aside and instead asked, “Do you usually say what’s on your mind?”

“Uh-huh. I sure do.” He thinned his lips, and I was damn positive it was to stop himself from saying more. He squirmed a little and then blurted, “Your name?”

Shit. I wanted to laugh. My lips even twitched, but I forced them into a frown, confused by my attraction and attention to this guy.

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