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kissing, caressing, and fondling intimate body parts would
    be involved.
    Even though she tried to contain it, a shiver of excitement traveled
    through her body as she imagined the kissing and “other” things she’d
    be doing with these humans.
    Damn, if only she had sexual release before they arrived, then
    maybe these forbidden and disturbing thoughts wouldn’t be haunting
    and arousing her now.
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    Chapter 5

    “You win,” Jake said as he finished off his beer.
    Sam nodded. “Actually, it went easier than I thought.” Sam
    laughed. “When I saw the anger in her eyes the minute she looked at
    the dress, I was about to take cover. I expected her to throw the
    alabaster sculpture on the table next to her instead of the bag she
    threw at me.”
    “You certainly have guts, partner.”
    “Well, all I said was true.”
    “Yeah, but that didn’t mean she’d accept her cover. But thank
    God she did, because now it makes things so much easier. Either of us
    can always keep our eyes on her while we are undercover. This way
    we can protect her if something happens.”
    “Now what gave you the idea I needed protecting?” Triala’s voice
    came from the corner of the living room where she walked in.
    Her red, curly, soft locks cascaded around her shoulders, softening
    her beautiful eyes and red, pouty lips. The extremely low-cut, tight
    red dress complimented her plump bosom and accented her luscious
    curves. It rested high on her thighs, leaving her sexy, long legs
    exposed for his hungry eyes to feast on.
    “Damn, you look sexy as hell,” Sam said, gulping.
    Jake turned his head to observe her entry as his mouth fell open.
    His eyes traveled down her torso. Sam could see Jake’s gaze stilled a
    few seconds at her breasts and then at her legs. “Wow!”
    She lifted her brow. “So I gather your expressions mean I look the
    part of a slut. How wonderful.”
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    Sam got up, walked over to her, and then gazed intensely at her
    body while he did a tour around her. “You do look sexy as hell, but
    hardly a slut. More like a very dangerous lady a man should think
    twice of crossing.”
    “Not lady—werewolf, remember?” she said with a sideways,
    daring glance.
    “Correction, a dangerous, sexy-as-hell female werewolf.” He
    stared into her eyes as she stood just inches away.
    An uncontrollable urge to taste her luscious mouth overtook him
    suddenly. He slowly began to dip in to kiss her beautiful, full red lips,
    but stopped when she asked, “So what’s next?”
    “We still have time before we meet Tom, our contact, so why
    don’t we practice,” Jake said as he got up and approached them.
    Way to go, Jake. Sam tried to hide his smile.
    “I don’t understand. Practice?” Triala frowned in apparent
    confusion.
    “If you are playing the part of our foreign girlfriend, then we need
    to practice.” Jake stared into her eyes.
    “Now I’m your foreign girlfriend? Why don’t I be an acrobat with
    the Russian circus while I’m at it and I’ll stand on my head and sing
    at the same time?” Concentrated sarcasm oozed out of her, and damn,
    Sam found it extremely alluring.
    Jake laughed, then said, “Seriously, if we had more time to prep
    you, we wouldn’t have to go to such extremes. But we don’t, so the
    more shields we put up to protect you, the safer we’ll be.”
    “Again, why do you think I need protecting? You do realize in my
    wolfen state I could tear your body to pieces in mere minutes?” Her
    brow lifted in dare.
    “Right.” Jake visibly gulped as his eyes widened, and Sam had to
    restrain his laugh from bursting out of his mouth.
    “What my partner is trying to say, Triala, is we are putting up this
    complicated ruse so people won’t ask you too many questions, which
    you wouldn’t know how to reply to correctly without jeopardizing our
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    whole cover. By making you a foreigner, they won’t ask you
    questions, but they