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Sara’s skin tingled, as if waiting to be explored.
    “I love being close to you,” Everett murmured, his voice low and full of an unnamed emotion.
    Sara’s insides melted, thoughts of being entangled in Everett’s strong, toned arms filling her head. She imagined how good it would feel to wrap her legs around him, their bodies finding a unified rhythm.
    Everett’s eyes snapped open, burning with the intensity of a wild animal. He seemed to have read her thoughts just by looking at her.
    “Want me to walk you to your room?” he asked huskily.
    “I guarantee I’ll invite you in this time,” Sara answered, feeling bold and drunk with anticipation.
    Everett threw some money on the table and they rushed to the exit. Sara felt like a teenager, hardly able to keep her hands to herself. God knows she had undressed Everett in her mind many times over. She could hardly believe she was minutes away from unwrapping the real deal.
    Lost in thought and in a hurry, Sara almost ran face-first into someone at the door, only managing to stop at the last second.
    “Whoa there,” the man said with a smile, before noticing Everett at her side. At that, his face turned cold.
    Keith.
    Sara could feel Everett stiffen at her side.
    This is so not good.

Eight

Everett
    S eeing Keith’s face made Everett lose it. The warm, fuzzy energy that had been roiling in him from being so close to Sara seemed to evaporate immediately at the sight of the werewolf. He stepped in front of Sara and used his body to shove Keith out of the diner and into the street.
    “I think you and me need to have a little talk,” Everett growled, looming over Keith.
    “Step off, I haven’t done anything to you!” Keith cried out, backing away.
    “Oh yeah? And since when do your aunt and uncle have a daughter called Janet?” Everett bellowed.
    Keith’s mouth tightened into a line, a hint of gold flashing through his eyes.
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said, planting his feet.
    “Oh, cut the crap,” Sara countered from behind Everett. “No need to keep this little charade going on my account,” she continued, sounding mighty pissed off.
    Everett couldn’t help but smile.
    Keith threw his head back in frustration.
    “Fine, whatever. I hope you and your trucker are very happy together for these couple of days before she leaves,” Keith spat out, staring at Everett with unmasked contempt.
    Everett’s bear roared in anger and pain. The thought of Sara leaving was a stab to Everett’s heart. He lunged toward Keith with a wild snarl.
    His fist made contact with Keith’s jaw with a fleshy thud. Dust swirled as Keith went down, sprawling out on the street. Everett grabbed Keith by the collar, dragging him back up. He was winding up for another punch when he felt Sara’s hands on his shoulder.
    “Stop!” she said softly but urgently. “There are people here, staring. You’ll get in trouble. Let him go,” she urged, gently tugging at him.
    Everett released Keith after a moment of hesitation. The werewolf stumbled back to his feet and started laughing, crimson drops smattering his face.
    “Guess we know who wears the pants in this relationship,” Keith barked, wiping the blood from his mouth.
    “He’s just trying to get under your skin,” Sara pleaded, nudging Everett towards the road to the motel. Everett let her lead him, trying to regain control, though he kept his eyes squarely on Keith. There was nothing to be accomplished by kicking Keith’s ass.
    Just the perk of great personal satisfaction , his mind offered.
    As Keith fell out of sight, Sara spoke up.
    “I don’t want to go to the motel anymore. Let’s go someplace you like, somewhere away from here,” she said, slipping her small hand into his.
    The idea made Everett forget all about Keith and the Clearpond clan.
    Almost.
    “I have a little cabin in the woods. We could take the scenic route,” he offered, squeezing Sara’s hand.
    “Great! Where’s your