A Dangerous Moon [Tales of the Werewolf Clan]

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Authors: Sabrina Luna
shut, he sat down the edge of the bed. Her lighthearted confession had taken him by surprise. She still liked him. Feelings swirled inside him as he recalled all their good times together.
    Two weeks of self-control…oh, man. He reminded himself with a sigh. The temptation of being around her would be a challenge. If I make a move on her, it could really screw things up between us…again.
    But, he had to admit, Allison wasn't like any of the other gals he'd known. She was, always had been, special. And from the moment he'd opened his eyes in the urgent care center, seeing her again tugged at his heart, as well as his groin.
    Rick wasn't sure staying under her roof would be a good idea, but he was sure about one thing. He needed a shower…a cold one.

Chapter Four
    Allison stepped out into the hall, gentling closing the bedroom door behind her. Her heart was pounding in her chest. What's got into me? she chided herself, shaking her head. Heading down the hallway into the kitchen, she picked up her cell phone and slipped it into the pocket of her denim shorts, then grabbed her floppy straw hat from the kitchen counter.
    It was only noon, but the sun was already beating down on her little garden next to the house. She unlatched the side door and stepped out into the afternoon heat. Grabbing her stool and garden tools, she headed out to the serenity of her little patch of terra firma – her garden.
    It had taken her a couple of years to get the little garden to grow properly. Most of the women in her family were naturally born with a 'green thumb', but Allison had begun to worry she'd missed out on the family gift for gardening. But, this summer, everything she'd planted had begun to sprout and grow…for a change.
    Sitting in her garden, enjoying her little bounty of fresh strawberries and herbs, she delighted in the simple pleasures of Mother Nature. The warm scent of the lush plants soothed her nerves, and gave her a much needed break from her duties as a doctor and wolf clan healer.
    As she busied herself with her daily gardening chores, her mind wandered back to Rick. She'd heard his truck pull into the driveway, but hadn't wanted to appear overly eager to meet him at the door, so she had waited until he'd knocked. When he did, her heart began to race.
    Damn it all! For a brief moment, she felt like an awkward teenager. Allison sat back on the stool and swiped the back of her hand over her brow. The day was getting stickier with humidity, but the weeds wouldn't dig themselves up and the strawberries were ripe enough to pick, so she decided to just get it done. Later, she could go inside and enjoy the air-conditioned house.
    "Hey, doc!"
    She glanced over to the side door and blinked, unable to believe her eyes. Rick stood in the open doorway, shirtless and looking like one of those models her gal-pals would post on their Facebook pages. "Yes?"
    "Where are the extra towels?"
    "Uh, in the hallway closet on the second shelf," she replied, attempting to keep a neutral expression on her face. Yet just the mere sight of his well-toned chest was enough to make her insides feel like Jell-o, all wiggly and quivery.
    "Thanks." He started to close the door back, but stopped. "Aren't you hot out there?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Would you like me to bring you a bottled water?"
    "No, thanks. I'll be done soon, and then I'm coming back indoors. I'll be making sandwiches for a late lunch. So, if you'd like to join me, that'd be cool." She shrugged.
    "I'm heading for a quick shower, but I'll take you up on the sandwiches." Rick winked, flashing a wicked grin, then stepped back inside and closed the door.
    Allison exhaled a breath and shook her head. This is going to be the longest two weeks ever! She quickly turned back to her garden and continued weeding and plucking the ripened strawberries when her cellphone chirped its familiar ring tone.
    She dug into her pocket and pulled it out. Allison was relieved to see on the display that

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