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should not have been able to get it.
    A deep, throaty chuckle was answer enough to her question. “Your friend, Sveta. She called one of my men. He got your number from her.”
    Galina remembered her friend Sveta getting the number of a guy they’d been drinking with at the bar. She would have to have a talk with her friend. Giving out her own number to anyone who asked was one thing, but Galina didn’t want hers handed out, no matter how handsome the guy asking for it might be. She knew Sveta was just trying to help find her a mate—Galina’s friend despaired of her ever finding someone who was “boyfriend” quality—but that didn’t excuse this breach of trust.
    She let the matter drop for now. “Why are you calling me?” She peered at the clock sitting on the marble vanity. “And why at three in the morning? Why not call at a decent hour?”
    Again the throaty chuckle. It made her insides liquefy with want. “But you and I aren’t decent people, are we, Galina?” he said and Galina clenched her thighs together.
    He had a point there. She knew she wasn’t decent in the traditional sense of the word, but traditions weren’t made for people like her. “No, I suppose we aren’t.”
    He changed tack suddenly. “How is your sister?”
    Galina nearly got whiplash from the conversation switch. “She’s holding up okay,” she answered, though how one could be okay with the events of the night was anyone’s guess. “I don’t think it’s hit her yet.”
    There was a pause. Then Andrey spoke. “And you?”
    Galina slid further down in the water, until it was up to her neck. “I’m fine. Just tired.”
    “Where are you?” Amusement colored his voice. “It sounds like you’re in a tunnel.”
    “I’m taking a bath.” She splashed some water for effect. The sound echoed off the walls of her cavernous bathroom; the size and the tub was why she’d chosen this condominium.
    When he spoke again, his voice had gone low and even deeper, like smoke given sound. “You mean to tell me you’re in the bathtub right now? Naked? And wet?” Galina felt her body tighten as heat rushed through her.
    “Yes,” she said, surprised when her answer was so steady.
    Andrey growled. The sound seemed to reverberate throughout the bathroom. Her nipples hardened painfully. God, how could he possibly affect her like this over the phone? It wasn’t normal, even if they were both werewolves. He was ridiculously good looking, with a body built for sin, but she’d had lovers before. None of them had made her this turned on just by speaking. Granted, none of them could actually growl like that either.
    Galina trailed a hand across her breasts, before dipping it down to follow the line of her sternum to her stomach. She heard Andrey take a deep breath and slipped her hand between her thighs. Her body throbbed at the sound, and her memories of his searing kisses in the kitchen flooded her with heat.
    “I wish I could see you now,” he said, his voice hoarse.
    “Maybe next time. Good night, Andrey.” She ended the call and turned her phone off. She didn’t want to be disturbed for the next few minutes.
    Her fingers pressed into her flesh beneath the water, the warmth of the bath rivaled by that between her legs. Her eyes drifted closed as she called up the memories of the sensations that she’d felt with Andrey. Her breathing was shaky as she recalled the feel of his hands on her back, of the way he’d lifted her up to him, of the way her legs felt wrapped around his waist. Her fingers moved faster beneath the water and she could feel the world spiraling down to a point as her body tightened into that familiar coil of need.
    Galina sighed, remembering the heat of Andrey’s mouth, the way the callouses on his hands felt against the smooth skin of her inner thighs. She was close to the edge now, arching up as her fingers pushed her to her climax. She cried out as her release hit her, leaving her shuddering in the hot