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planted firmly on top of Meara on her carpeted bedroom floor, listening for any sound that could mean danger as her heart and his beat at an accelerated pace, although she was barely breathing. He could tell by the expression on her face as she watched him that she also was listening for any sounds of an intruder.
    Finn’s towel was now draped across her pelvis, and he was naked again. But she was fully dressed, so no big deal. Except no matter how hard he tried not to think about the way their heated bodies were pressed together, he couldn’t help becoming aroused.
    “Gunfire?” she whispered, keeping very still.
    “Might have been. Or not. Could have been a car backfiring.”
    “Way out here?”
    “Maybe one of your other guests arrived.”
    Meara squirmed underneath Finn, and he fought groaning out loud as she pressed dangerously against his rapidly growing erection. “Well, let me up then. If you’re not going to check it out, I will.”
    He knew Meara was headstrong. If he hadn’t been worrying about her safety or what she might do that could put her at more risk, Finn would have already left the house and searched the area. He was rethinking the situation about either of them staying at her place, though. Looked like the money he’d paid and strings he’d pulled to move the renters out of his home farther south had been a good bet. He’d never thought he’d be taking Hunter’s sister there alone to safeguard, rather that he might be moving both Hunter and Meara in.
    “Well?” She wriggled some more. “We’re not going to continue to lie here and do nothing, are we? I believe in being proactive.”
    “Quit moving, Meara,” he ordered tightly. Hell, the woman was hot, particularly pinned beneath his body, and her squirming around was making him even hotter than he already was.
    Her eyes widened as she undoubtedly felt his rigid arousal. “How could you be thinking about stuff like that at a time like this?”
    “I’m not thinking of anything of the sort. Just quit wiggling.” At least he tried not to think of her wriggling beneath him and how hard it was making him. He grabbed the towel and got to his feet. “Haven’t you ever heard of friction? That’s all it is. Nothing more.”
    Friction, his ass. From the moment he’d seen her, remembering just how hot the woman was, and how she seemed so interested in the way he looked, had made him hard. But he hadn’t meant for her to know how little control he had over his physical reaction to her.
    She snorted. “I know a man doesn’t need much encouragement, but give me a break.”
    He managed to control a smile. When he tossed the towel aside to shift, aware he was fully erect and that Meara was staring at him in… well, he wasn’t sure about her reaction. Amusement? Wonderment? Maybe a little of both. And it wasn’t helping.
    Not liking that he seemed to have so little control over his libido when he was around her, he growled, intending to go look for the assassin, and summoned the urge to shift.

Chapter 4
    Once Finn had shifted into his wolf form, he cast a long, hard look at Meara, as if he was trying to tell her to stay put. He was a beautiful, big gray wolf with a tan face framed by fur in a mixture of browns and black, giving him a distinguished appearance.
    Exasperated, Meara waved her hand toward the wolf door. “Go. Protect me, oh hero of mine.” She couldn’t help it if her words sounded faintly sarcastic. She’d never gotten herself into a bind she couldn’t get herself out of, given enough time. And she didn’t feel this would be an exception.
    Finn hesitated and even looked a little surprised.
    She smiled, liking that he seemed a bit unsure for the first time since she’d met him six years earlier. Not that she had seen much of him since Hunter and the rest of the team had left the Navy. Most of the time, Finn would come to the door, usher Hunter outside for a super-secretive conversation, and then vanish without a word.