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Walking over, Wicked also flopped on the bed next to her. “Shifter men are very protective.”

She looked over at her friend, who was now also staring at the ceiling. “And alpha.”

Wicked looked over at her with a grin. “Oh, yeah.”

They broke out into loud laughter. Raina reached over, grabbing her hand. “I’ve missed you, Wicked.”

“I’m glad you are finally here,” Wicked replied, her smile fading. “We are going to figure this out, Raina.”

Raina didn’t say anything, just nodded. She wasn’t going to sour the mood by telling Wicked her plans to leave as soon as her car was fixed. She refused to bring trouble to her best friend and her family.

“So, about this alpha Shifter guy.” Raina’s smile spread across her face. “He dating anyone?”

Once again, their laughter filled the room as they lay on the bed like the old days talking about guys and life. For that small moment in time, Raina forgot all her troubles.

CHAPTER10

Raina stretched with a yawn, slowly opening her eyes. The room was dark and foreign to her. Sitting straight up in bed, she frantically looked around until everything came back to her all at once. Her stomach rolled as it always did at what the day would bring. Dread and fear overwhelmed her as she fell back on the bed, blindly staring at the ceiling. Every day started like this for her, and she hated it. So many emotions attacked her mind as she lay there wondering if even getting out of bed was worth it anymore.

With a curse, she whipped the covers up and jumped out of the bed. She was so sick and tired of feeling this way. Waking up in fear of her future was draining. She was exhausted both mentally and physically. Having gotten a quick shower last night, she quickly dressed. Needing to escape the room as well as her depressing thoughts, she glanced at her phone, debating on whether she should take it or leave it. She knew what she would find, tons of missed calls from numbers she didn’t know. Her mailbox was full and, well, shit. She grabbed it, sticking it in her back pocket. She hurried out of the room as quietly as she could. Glancing down the hallway, she briefly wondered which room Zane occupied, then rolled her eyes at the thought. She had enough problems and certainly didn’t need to add more.

Creeping downstairs, she looked around as she made her way to the kitchen. Searching cabinets, she found a glass for some water. Cringing as she slowly turned on the faucet, she quickly filled her glass. Finishing her water, she walked toward the door, but before she opened it, she noticed an alarm system and cursed. Damn, the last thing she needed to do was wake the whole house in a panic. Hearing a noise, she frowned, turning to see Bruce spread out under the table. Heading that way, she bent to look under the table.

“Bruce.” She whispered, but Bruce didn’t move. Kneeling, she leaned closer to him. “Bruce.” She whispered louder.

“I need my balls.” He grumbled in his sleep but didn’t respond to her. “No snip, snip.”

Raina felt a smile slip across her face. Bruce was a talker in his sleep. Memories of the times she and Wicked had messed with Bruce filled her heart, making it feel lighter. “No, Bruce.” She whispered, then slapped her hand over her mouth as a chuckle escaped. “Your balls need to go. Yes, snip, snip. They will be displayed as the most…amazing balls…in the Cat Ball Hall of Fame.” Raina silently laughed her ass off. Damn, she missed this.

“Yeah,” Bruce mumbled, moving slightly. “Amazing balls. My balls.”

“Never mess with a guy’s balls.” Zane’s whispered deep voice had her hitting her head on the table when she jumped.

“Ouch.” She pulled herself up, rubbing the top of her head. “I was just trying to find out the alarm code.”

“Going somewhere?” He cocked his eyebrow as he stared down at her.

“No, just needed some fresh air.” She replied, then noticed he had no shirt, only sweatpants and no shoes. Holy shit, her body came alive and wanted to do dirty things to this man.

“Hmmm, sounded to me like you were talking about balls.” A smile tipped the corner of his mouth.

“Fine, but in my defense, Bruce has pulled so many pranks on me that it was well deserved.” Raina defended herself with a shrug and then frowned. “Do all guys dream of their balls?”

“I’m sure some do, but Bruce’s girl wants him to get fixed because she’s tired of being pregnant,” Zane said, then chuckled at the look of disgust on her face as she waved him off.

“Too much info.” Raina shook her head. “Bruce having sex is not something I want implanted in my brain.”

“Golden balls,” Bruce called out as he turned over, then farted before settling back into sleep. Raina cringed in disgust, stepping further away. She knew Bruce’s farts, and they could clear a room in seconds flat.

“Now, see what you did?” Zane gave her a fake frown. “All he’s going to be talking about is having his balls dipped in gold to be displayed in the…”

“Cat Ball Hall of Fame.” Raina supplied for him, then slapped her hand over her mouth, laughing. After gaining control, she sighed. “Man, I’ve missed this.”

Zane didn’t say anything, just stood staring at her, his eyes intense to the point she felt her smile fading. No man had ever looked at her like that before. It was as if he was trying to see inside her soul, as if he wanted to know everything about her. They stood in the darkness of the kitchen, staring at each other until Zane looked away.

“You want some coffee?” His voice sounded rough, as if he growled the question.

“Please.” She answered, noticing her own voice was a husky whisper as if they just had sex. Hot damn, she needed to control herself with this one. Or did she? Hell, maybe she was due a one-night stand with a deliciously hot Shifter who moved like an animal stalking his prey. Her hungry eyes followed his movements; his skin was smooth and sun-kissed. Her eyes traveled lower enjoying the view very much.

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