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She supposed
she should have offered to do that. Taking the drinks from him, she headed into
the small kitchen to put them in the fridge. When she turned around, Cain was
crowding her, having placed the pizzas on the counter.
    He moved in closer, his fingers
skimming the edge of her bandage.
    “Did you get hurt today?”
    “No. I, uh, got a tattoo.”
    Curiosity gleamed in his eyes as
he stared at the bandage, trying to pull up the edge of her shorts. “How far up
does it go?”
    “To my waist.”
    His gaze jerked up to hers. “You
got naked for someone to ink you?”
    Allie rolled her eyes. “Relax,
macho man. A woman tattooed me and I don’t think she was interested in my lady
bits.”
    A low growl rumbled from him. “Do
I get to see it?”
    “Like I’m going to strip naked
for you to examine me.”
    “Fine.” He looked around before
returning his gaze to her. “If you’ll tell me where everything is, I’ll get our
food set up while you change and wash your new ink. Do have everything you need
to take care of it?”
    “I keep A&D Ointment on hand
so, yes, I have everything I need.”
    He nodded and turned toward the
cabinets.
    “Plates are to the left of the
stove and glasses to the right of the sink. I’ll be back just as soon as I’ve
showered.”
    He turned, his gaze burning into
her. There was heat there, and more lust than she’d ever seen on man’s face
before. Maybe she shouldn’t have mentioned the shower? Turning, she hurried out
of the room, closing her bedroom door behind her. She slumped against it a
moment, trying to gather her scattered thoughts and get her racing heart under
control. That man turned her inside out, and she wasn’t sure if she liked it.

 
    Chapter Four
    Cain banged around in the
kitchen, getting out two plates, loading them down with supreme pizza. He
opened the fridge and pulled out a wine cooler for her and a beer for himself.
She hadn’t specified which she preferred, but she seemed like the type to like
fruity drinks. Not that he thought she was a girly-girl, but the woman did fill
a skirt rather nicely. Even if he had thought it was too short. Well, too short
for everyone else to be staring at her. It was the perfect length for her to
entertain him in private. Yeah, like that would happen. He shook his head.
    Gathering their things, he set
them up at the small table she had, then sat and waited. He could hear the
water running and knew she was in the shower. Just knowing that she was naked
on the other side of the door was enough to make him ache. Hell, he’d been
aching ever since he leaned against her door. Being near her, or her residence
apparently, was enough to do it for him. He’d never reacted so…eagerly to a
woman before. He knew his cock hadn’t gotten any action lately, other than his
hand, but the damn thing was like a divining rod, pointing straight at Allie.
    He heard the water turn off and
heard her moving around in the bedroom. He waited as patiently as possible, but
his imagination was in overdrive. Would she wear some of those short shorts she
liked? He really wanted to see what tattoo she’d gotten. Something told him it
wouldn’t be anything ordinary like a butterfly. If he had a dollar for every
time he saw a butterfly tattooed on a woman, he’d be a rather rich man.
    The bedroom door opened and he
looked her way, his breath freezing in his lungs, his heart nearly stopping.
She wore a short sundress that looked soft. The aqua material hugged her
slender curves, dipping over her breasts and flaring out at the hip, stopping
mid-thigh. As if that weren’t mesmerizing enough, there, in black and orange
ink, was a Siberian tiger crawling down her thigh. He could see the petal of a
flower sticking out from under her hem, but it was the tiger that arrested him.
It was like looking in a mirror, when he was in shifted form.
    Cain clenched his hands, stopping
himself from rising out of his chair and going to her. He knew if he touched
her,