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Cricket sniffed and turned.
Too pissed off to argue about her wanton ways, he drank his beer until a familiar scent hit his nose. The mystery biker friend, Pinky.
She nodded at Slade. “It’s him.”
Slade glanced at the skinhead biker who ordered a whisky at the bar. Missing his little finger.
Pinky scoped the area, but didn’t notice them in the booth. He downed a shot and talked to a big-breasted blue-haired barmaid. The young woman had said she noticed Randi because of his height and good looks. The one who gave Slade dreamy eyes. The lady loved wolves. His wolf had winked at her in appreciation.
She smiled at Slade and then said something to Pinky.
Slade listened, his wolfish hearing primed on their conversation.
“Yeah, the couple at the booth near the pool table. She’s been asking a lot of questions about her missing brother, Randi.”
“What did you say?” Pinky lifted a brow.
“That he was one of the regulars and how fucking good looking he was, but nowhere as good looking as the chick’s boyfriend.”
“Thanks, babe.” Pinky gave her a wad of cash and ordered another drink.
Cricket whispered, “He knows we’re on to him.”
“Should I snatch him?”
Her gaze flicked upward. “No. That’s the last thing we do in public.”
“Obviously. I meant when he leaves.”
“Let me smooth talk him.” Cricket pushed up her corset.
He swallowed his drool. “Are you sure?”
“Maybe he’s looking for Randi as well.”
“We’ll both go.”
“I don’t think we need to intimidate him. It’s better if I go alone to ask him about my missing bro.”
Difficult as it was, he agreed. “As long as you don’t leave with him.”
“I’ve been with more dangerous men and…” She sighed and gripped his face, then kissed him. Long and hard, rendering him into an obedient pup rather than a lethal wolf. She broke away and winked. “Pretty obvious we’re an item.”
Damn right. “Very well, but stay within sight.”
“No problem.” She picked up the photo of Randi, with her photoshopped next to him by a lake.
Cricket was no fool. She patted her hidden Glock before leaving Slade’s protective hold. Pretty sure Slade, like her, had a gut feeling Pinky was more foe than friend. “Hey, may I take a seat?”
He grinned from ear to ear. “On my lap if you want, babe.”
She tilted her head toward Slade, who looked like he was on the verge of turning wolf if Pinky got too amorous. “My boyfriend is the jealous type, but honestly I’m all for losing him.”
Slade stiffened, privy to their conversation. Cricket smiled. That’ll teach him to flirt with the blue-haired boob queen.
“I’d like that.”
“My name is Cindy.” The undercover name she used around most humans.
