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not because of that, but because she wasn’t upset by it. It was so out of character, and now that they’d both had her, she wasn’t sure if she’d be able to resist further advances. But for her own peace of mind, she’d have to. She felt the walls around her heart weakening whenever either one looked at her, and she was afraid it would be a disaster to fall in love with one or both of them.
    They seemed to like sharing women, but that didn’t mean they’d share one they cared for. They’d given her the perfect opportunity to explore a side of her sexuality she’d only dreamed of, but she was not a casual sex kind of girl. It was incredible, but she wanted something else, something more.
    “All that thinking.”
    She blinked, realizing she’d been lost in her thoughts for several minutes.
    Cain beckoned with a crook of his finger and a gleam in his eyes that made her panties melt. “Come sit down, Delilah. Do some of that thinking out loud.”
    She opened the refrigerator first and pulled out one of the Diet Cokes she’d seen earlier then went to the table and sat across from him. He took the can and opened it, handing it back after he took a sip and made a face. She frowned. It seemed an odd thing to find in the fridge of two single men.
    “Chloe said you drink that stuff,” he answered before she could ask. “I don’t see how.”
    Come to think of it, it was pretty odd for two such macho men to be tea drinkers, wasn’t it? Not a drop of coffee in sight, and she’d looked everywhere she could think of, even the freezer. It was definitely time to get some answers.
    “So, you and Abel... You’re…”
    She couldn’t bring herself to say it. It seemed so ridiculous. Maybe she’d imagined the whole thing after all. Cain cocked an eyebrow and waited her out. She rubbed her temples with the tips of her fingers. Was it any weirder than her being able to communicate with animals?
    “It’s okay, sweetheart. You can say it. I won’t bite. Much,” he added with a sexy grin.
    She crossed her arms over her chest. They were going to have a real conversation. Even if it killed her. And judging by the way his pupils dilated with heat, and the bulge rising in his boxers, it just might.
    “I was obviously hallucinating last night.”
    Why she insisted when she knew damn well she hadn’t done any such thing was beyond her. He smiled and slowly got to his feet, as if he was calling her bluff. He slid the boxers over his jutting erection and down his thighs, until they pooled at his feet. His expression sobered, then closed. She couldn’t read him at all.
    “Watch.”
    He stepped into the middle of the room and…changed. She held her breath while she watched, unable to describe it, to believe it. One minute he stood there a man, and the next his body twisted, contorted, shifted, until he was a wolf. He padded closer to her, stopped at her knee, and sat down on his hind legs. Amazing.
    “Werewolf,” she whispered, reaching her hand out cautiously, unsure if she was allowed to touch him like this.
    He put his head on her thigh, turning his muzzle so she could scratch behind his ears. She laughed softly and tried to share the wonder she was feeling with him. For a moment he was as closed to her as they’d been last night. Then she felt relief. Overwhelming relief.
    He stood, stepped away, and changed back. He pulled the boxers back on and returned to his seat, tilting his head to one side and studying her. When he spoke it was a subject she didn’t expect. “How long have you kept that secret? Your ability to talk to animals?”
    She was suddenly cold and mentally kicked herself. Of course he would realize. At least he wasn’t spazzing out like one of her old boyfriends who had calling her a freak. Cain waited for her to answer, and she shrugged.
    “Always. A few people have realized I seem to have a bond with animals, but I certainly don’t bring it up.” She forced a smile. “They think it’s