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for about twelve hours now. Ever since she’d come shamelessly against his leg in the dark during the early morning hours.
    He wasted no time. “Hannah, apparently there’s someone from another pack who—”
    “Pack?”
    James froze for a fraction of a second, but it didn’t go unnoticed.
    “Another…town…I guess you’d say.” James dropped her hands, jumped up and started pacing. “Look, I suck at this. Talking, I mean. Explaining things. Things you should have been told by your own parents, not your…well, not me. Please, just bear with me. Let me try to explain.”
    His fidgeting was endearing in a way. He rang his hands together and paced the room. She wished she could feel sorry for his plight. Their predicament was no more fair to him than to her, but somehow she believed she was the least informed in this matter.
    A knock at the door made her jump, her heart racing. Relax. Lord. No one has a clue where we are . It was absurd how uneasy she felt about the unknown enemy lurking somewhere out there.
    “It’s just the pizza.”
    “How do you know?” What is he—psychic?
    “Can’t you smell it?” James headed for the door, his nose lifted into the air, a deep exhalation of excitement escaping his lips on a sigh. Pizza must be his favorite food .
    And yes, now that he mentioned it, she could smell it. She’d just been concentrating so hard on the masculine scent of James quickly filling the entire room, she couldn’t care less about what wafted in from the hall.
    Moments later, James returned balancing a steaming box, a six-pack of beer dangling from his pinky and a bottle of soda in his other hand. “I wasn’t sure if you were a beer drinker, so I ordered you a soda.” He placed the contents on the tiny coffee table, yanked one can free of its plastic casing and popped the top. When he reached the beer out in offering, Hannah willingly took the sweat-covered can. She didn’t drink beer often, but today it seemed necessary.
    The second one he opened was half empty in one long swig. “Sorry, I figure a little alcohol will give me the fortification I need to tell you your life story.”
    “I’m ready.”
    James whipped open the square box between them and grabbed a piping-hot slice of pizza before pushing the box toward her. “Ow, ow, hot.” He glanced at her, but the warning must have been for her only, because two seconds later, he stuffed half the slice in his mouth and swallowed with barely a chew.
    “Did you taste it?” Hannah cautiously snagged her own slice and gingerly nibbled the triangle, testing the heat level. “Mmm, that’s good. I didn’t realize how hungry I was.” Her stomach groaned in appreciation.
    With a steady glare, Hannah intended to pull James back on track. “I don’t care if you have to talk with your mouth full, start.”
    “Pushy, pushy woman.” Sauce hung on the corner of his mouth and Hannah had the urge to lick it off him. She shook the thought from her head while she watched his tongue snake out to lick his lips.
    “’Kay, so apparently this guy, man really, older man actually, wants you…for himself.”
    “What? Why?”
    “I’m talking. You’re listening, remember?” He grabbed another slice and devoured the entire piece before continuing. “It seems he laid some kind of claim on you when you were just a child, a baby practically. It’s, well, not uncommon where we come from.” He chose his words with obvious caution.
    “Where do we ‘come’ from, James? India?”
    With a glare at her sarcasm, James shut her up and resumed. “Let me just get this out and we’ll fill in the blanks later, okay?”
    Hannah pursed her lips.
    “So Gerald, that’s his name, asked for you and your parents declined. Not surprising, since he’s forty years older than you and a complete ass. Anyway, he was none too pleased and it isn’t extremely common for someone to be denied a…match, I guess you could call it. He got rather demanding and took the matter