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While the shutters did their work and until she received an all-clear from the remote, she went into the bathroom. She returned to Grant with a damp washcloth and a towel. She handed both to him.

“Exactly what I needed. Thanks.”

He’d sweated profusely after he’d withdrawn from her.

She moved to a panel near the nightstand and tapped the screen. A few more taps and she was able to see the outside. The shutters were nearly down over a grassy area beyond the bedroom patio. She would need the lawn and the fresh outdoors to appease Grant’s wolf.

Her heart pounded in her chest. She knew what was coming and her wolf couldn’t wait. The vision had come to her crisp and clear for what Grant needed and what would keep her safe as well.

Shivers chased down her body at the mere thought of it. The nape of her neck ached, and her sex clenched.

“You’re a very practical person, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she called over her shoulder. “I think I am. Or if not practical, then pragmatic. I like having plans and solving problems.”

“Like mine?” He was now wiping down his thighs and toweling off.

She shrugged, though she threw him a smile. “Any problem really. Yours just happens to be in front of me and very promising.”

She glanced at his arousal. She wanted to return to him and take up where she’d left off. At the very least, she could have given him relief with her mouth. But what she intended was so much better.

When he rose to his feet with a gleam in his eye and cast the towel and washcloth on the comforter, she held up a hand. “No, you don’t. Remember, I have a plan. So, let’s stick to it.”

“What do you have in mind?”

“Better if I show you.”

He drew close, however, and peered at the monitor. “What are we looking at?”

She gestured to the patio where the original steel shutters still held the patio enclosed. She flipped to another screen in which a second set of sun-blocking insulated wood shutters had encased part of her outdoor living space including a stretch of grass. She’d had an artist create a mural of a Tuscan countryside on the shutters so that when she would awaken after a day’s sleep and it was still daylight outside, she had a view of something nice and summery yet completely out-of-doors.

She heard the second set of shutters clamp down firmly. She didn’t use the second set all the time, but sometimes grass on her bare feet gave her more peace of mind than anything else. She wondered if that was because she’d always had a latent wolf within her.

The remote gave her a chime that indicated the second area was secure from daylight. The monitor showed a darkened space. It would be nearly pitch black to a pair of human eyes, but her alter vision saw it in a glow.

“That’s it.” She hit the second key, which only worked if the all-clear chime went off. It raised the central patio steel shutter and revealed the lawn, shrubs and flowers that went back thirty feet. At the far end was a traditional, three-tiered fountain. The mural was the finishing touch.

“Holy shit. This must have cost a fortune because I didn’t see it when I flew in.”

“Yes, I paid a pretty penny for it, but this part of my garden pleases me to no end.”

She went to the sliding doors that worked on a folding system. She pushed back both sets so that the bedroom was now part of the outdoors. Though it was in late September, the early morning air was cool and wouldn’t be unbearably warm for a few more hours.

She took his hand, led him outside then halfway up the long rectangle of grass. “Sometimes I sleep out here.”

He squeezed her fingers gently. “I would, too.” He glanced around. “You’ve built something extraordinary here.”

“Thank you.” She chuckled. “I just never imagined I’d use the space for having sex with a hot wolf.”

His turn to laugh.

She turned into him and pressed a hand to his chest. Most of his fur had abated, but she loved what remained. “Feeling better?”

“Somewhat. So, what exactly did you have in mind?”

“Kiss me first then I’ll show you.”

He didn’t need any more encouragement than that. He slid his arms around her and slanted his lips over hers. She realized she loved kissing this man. He was strength and tenderness combined. She felt overcome by his masculinity, yet his lips and tongue were a symphony of soft seduction.

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