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Gemma.

    "We have to get out of here," she said, when she could speak again.   The shivering had started the same moment he stopped asking if she was all right.

    The same time he'd stopped kissing her.

    Only seconds had gone by.   But people would be coming.

    "Come on," Colby said, and took her hand.  

    No sign of Owen when they went through the arena and the underground structure.   They kept away from the bodies, left the dead man crumpled in a little used storage area.   The other two men had fled.

    They found Owen getting ready to ride.   He came out of the locker room and nearly ran into both of them.

    "What's happened?"

    There was blood on Colby's shirt.   Colby wasted no words telling Owen what happened.  

    "It doesn't tell us much we didn't know," Owen said, when he put down the phone. He'd called someone, though Gemma couldn't imagine who, to collect the body.   A report had come back instantly that the man wasn't identified or recognized.   Now Owen paced, furious, full of energy.   "The shirts, the symbols – we knew what they meant."

    Colby said, "Now we know at least some of them are actively doing something about the No Shifters policy."   His voice was bitter.

    Gemma suddenly stood and reached into her back pocket.   The men stared at her.   She held out her phone.   "I've got photos."   She hoped.   She'd been shooting fast and pretty freaked out.

    "Good," Owen said and Colby took her phone, turned it on, scrolled.

    "I know this guy," Owen said.   His voice was the distant of someone trying to remember where they'd seen an actor before.   "Good job."   He looked at both of them.   "You look beat.   Gemma, you mind if Colby runs you home?   I'd just as soon you're not alone tonight.   On the ride," he added.   "Cole, take her car, so she doesn't get broken into and they don't get her address."

    Gemma shuddered.   "Do you really think -- ?"   But Owen had already turned away, back on his phone.

    She turned to look at Colby.   "Do you mind?"

    He gave her a grin had had already forgotten the bloodshed.   Or at least put it aside for the time being in favor of more important things.   He smelled muskier than before.   "I'd be honored to drive you home."

    They didn't make it that far.  

    There wasn't any reason to rush out of the arena. The events were going on for hours.   The two men who'd attacked them had fled.   The third was being taken care of.   No one was going to call the police.   No one was looking for Colby.

    There were no sticky questions to avoid.

    Just heat, rising between them.   When they left the office where Owen paced, on the phone with Holden by then, Colby held his hand out and she slipped hers into it.   He coiled his fingers against her palm, making her lightheaded.

    They stopped just out of sight of the office.   He pinned her to the wall.   His mouth came down over hers, hot as his hands were.   His tongue traced her lips, then slid between her lips.   She met it with hers, tasting the animal scent there.   But when her hands traced his face, he was all male.   All human.

    Her hands continued up, into his hair, knocking his cowboy hat off onto the dusty concrete floor.   His hands slid up from her shoulders, along her throat, cupped her face, tangled in her hair and removed the clip, throwing it down after his hat.

    Her long, cinnamon colored hair came down, curls filling his hands.   He pressed it to his face, breathed in, mouth slightly open as he tasted her scent.

    Gemma let her head fall back against the wall, her hands grabbing his shirt to pull him hard against her.   One of her legs snaked behind his.   She wanted him pressed against her from head to foot.

    Colby bit her throat, licked the hollow between her collarbone and down into the V of her blue shell.   The fabric shredded under his hands.   She blinked, looked, but they were human fingers, human hands, now spreading open her shirt, exposing her black