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fun with your friend.” He opened the door and finally turned to regard us coolly. “Call me when he gets back.” The door closed firmly behind him.
    Kristen sighed and walked back to the couch, plopping herself down beside me again. “Damn it.”
    “What the hell was that all about?” I couldn’t believe that she wasn’t furious.
    She sighed again and shook her head. “He’s been angry at me since the other night. Things didn’t exactly go the way he had wanted, I pissed him off.”
    “He’ll get over it,” I said, looking over at her and trying to read her emotions.
    “I hate it when he pouts, and this is worse than usual,” Kris chuckled. “Which makes me angrier, which makes him poutier. It’s a vicious cycle.”
    “Hey...” I didn’t really want to ask this, not right now, but I had to know. “This might be a bit too personal, but if your invitation to get truthful answers from earlier still stands?” She looked at me warily, but nodded, so I continued. “What was it about Troy that drew you to him? He’s not exactly the type I remember you liking.”
    She shook her head. “I figured that’s what you were going to ask.” Kris took a moment to collect her thoughts. When she started to speak her voice was wistful, remembering better times.
    “I was tired of the same cookie cutter men. When I met Troy I saw immediately that he was different. Exotic.” She paused and her frustration returned. “He also looked sad, broken, and I wanted to help him somehow. I had forgotten all about that.”
    “I guess I get that, kind of. Still, you always used to chase after the more rugged types.” Grinning at some memories, I had to add, “Well, they used to chase after you would probably be more accurate.”
    Kristen snorted and chuckled, but the mirth was short lived. “True, but every single one of them were exactly the same. Sure, they were great to look at and fun for... other things. But, down to the last one of them, they were just Liam with a different face. Exactly.”
    “That’s actually kind of creepy, Kris.” To me it sounded like going out with an endless series of brothers.
    “I know, right? Literally every, single, one.” She shook her head wryly. “And then Troy showed up and it was like a breath of fresh air, someone truly different.”
    “ That I can understand.” Pausing, I looked to her. “I hate to say it but from the minute I met him he’s made me feel uncomfortable. I don’t know why specifically, but he just kind of creeps me out.” Seeing her look I had to add, “Sorry.”
    “It’s ok,” she chuckled, “Your scent made that very obvious from the start.” Seeing my blush she grinned before continuing. “Honestly, he’s been a lot different the past few weeks and it’s been worrying me.” Shaking her head again she looked out one of the windows. “It’s why I didn’t bond him the other night.”
    “Wait, what?!” I couldn’t have heard that right.
    “Yeah, it’s why he’s been so pissed. I just told him I needed more time, that I wasn’t going to bond him until I was truly ready.” Kris stood and walked towards the kitchen, my eyes following her. “He took it as me saying ‘no’ forever. Things have become... difficult. He’s distant now and getting further away.”
    Kris’s voice was a mixture of frustration and sadness, I was torn between following her right then or giving her a minute to collect herself. Whatever had happened, Kris still had strong feelings for Troy.
    “When he saw you and Liam on the mountain he went crazy. ‘They’ve known each other a week, we’ve been together almost a year!’ I had never seen him that furious before.” She paused, one hand on the wall next to the kitchen and staring off at nothing. “He shifted and charged down at you both. I don’t know what he really hoped to accomplish, but he was well past thinking at that point.”
    She continued walking and then spoke from the kitchen, “Anyway, I’m