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rings, and gravy. Forget the stereotypical woman, or doe, eating a light salad. There was enough grease on her plate to stop a heart in its tracks.
    As she inhaled her steaming food—good grief the woman could eat!—his cell phone vibrated in his jean pocket. Everett dug it out and checked the display before answering. “Hey, Tom.”
    “I’m bored. Are we done watching for the deer yet? I’m tired of sitting in my car when I’ve got a perfectly good bed calling my name at home. You lost her, dude. Get over it.”
    Eyeing the her in question, Everett debated how to reply. “You’re right. It’s a lost cause. Why don’t you head back to your place? I’m just going to grab some dinner then I’ll be hitting the hay as well. We’ll regroup in the morning.”
    A groan came through his phone’s speaker. “Not more deer watching?”
    “Nope. I’m done looking for her. It’s time we planned our attack on the monster.”
    “Me and my big mouth,” Tom grumbled. “Fine. But, just so you know, I think we should have stuck to human bail jumpers. It’s safer.”
    Safer, easier, and boring. Tom could complain all he wanted, but he’d help hunt the monster because the sloth possessed a strong sense of civic duty. To shifters at least.
    Everett hung up and tucked his phone away. When his gaze strayed to Dawn, he found her staring at him.
    “Why didn’t you tell your friend you found me?”
    Good question, one he didn’t have a clear answer to. He shrugged. “He didn’t need to know.”
    She nibbled on a fry, again conjuring an image of what else she could nibble on. At this rate, he’d need an ice pack to settle his dick down.
    “What are you? You said before you weren’t a FUC agent, but you weren’t in that forest by chance, and you’re pretty well informed for a civilian, even a shifter one.”
    “I’m a fugitive recovery agent.”
    She stared at him blankly.
    “I catch escaped criminals and collect the bounties on them when I bring them back to the proper authorities.”
    “Oh. So that’s why you were in the woods. You were looking to capture me and make some money.”
    “You, the gecko, and any other shifters on the FUC wanted list.” No point in lying.
    “How much are they offering for me?”
    “A decent chunk, but I’m not planning on collecting it.” Whoa. Wait a second. Since when? He hated it when his mind made decisions for him without letting him know first.
    She seemed equally surprised. “You’re not?”
    “Not yet at any rate. But don’t think this means I’m letting you go free. I might not be working for FUC, but that doesn’t mean I’m just going to let you run loose, not without making sure you’re not dangerous first.”
    “And how do you plan to do that?”
    He couldn’t help a toothy grin. “You and I are about to become close friends.” Joined at the hip or, if lucky, much more interesting places.
    Her slim brows drew together. “I’m afraid I still don’t understand.”
    “You, my little doe, will be coming home with me.”

Chapter Eight
    I f I end up as dinner, I’ll only have myself to blame.
    Dawn peered around the obviously masculine living room and wondered once again how he’d convinced her to come here, smack dab in the wolf’s lair. Have I completely lost my mind?
    When Everett had initially told her he intended to bring her to his home, she’d laughed, so hard she practically fell off her chair, only to realize he was quite serious. What surprised her more than his intention was how easily she’d acquiesced. Belly full, more relaxed than she’d felt in weeks, and, oddly enough, entertained by the attractive male, she found herself agreeing, with a few conditions.
    One, she got her own bed, in this case his bed, since he only owned one. He’d sleep on the couch. Two, he was to tell no one of her presence. Three, once she proved she was harmless, he’d let her go. Where, she still had no idea, but so long as it didn’t involve a jail cell, or