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her way home from the gym. I have a lot of
    pictures of her though and I definitely take after my mom.”
    “I’m sorry for your loss. Your father is well liked.”
    “He likes you too. Not many people realize I’m his daughter and he tries to keep
    that off the radar. I’m kind of wild.” She touched her hair. “He hates the hair.”
    Justice studied it. “You were not born with that bright hair, correct? I like it but I
    have never seen that color before and I have seen a lot of people since we were freed.”
    “It’s straight from a bottle. It’s not the color he objects to but he does miss seeing it a lot less colorful. It’s the length he hates the most. I refused to cut it after an especially bad haircut when I was sixteen that made me look like a boy and it was days before my
    big sweet-sixteen birthday. That’s a big party event and I hated it short. I stopped
    cutting it after that fiasco. Then my ex-husband demanded I keep it short after our
    wedding. He said it was too long, always annoying him, and he and my father tried to
    gang up on me to cut it to my shoulders. ‘Responsible people don’t have hair to their
    asses.’ That’s a quote.” Jessie laughed. “I won’t cut the hair and Dad gives me some
    grief about it whenever I see him.” She shrugged.
    His pretty gaze softened. “It’s beautiful. Anyone is foolish who wants you to cut it. I
    don’t know how anyone could find it annoying. I have long hair. It’s not nearly as long
    as yours but long hair for a man isn’t fashionable it seems, from what I’ve been told by
    our media consultants. I also refused to cut my hair short but I do allow them to keep it at this length. I am responsible and hope humans see me as such. I hope you leave
    yours flowing down.”
    He likes long hair . Jessie felt her heart twist. Sexy hot, nice ass, a body that didn’t end and he liked her hair. He was nearly perfect. His phone suddenly rang and he reached
    for it. Scratch that . A perfect guy wouldn’t have an annoying cell phone that kept ringing all the time. He wouldn’t be a workaholic . Justice North lived and breathed work.
    “I’m sorry but I have to take this.” He flipped open his phone. “Justice here.”
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    Justice
    Jessie finished her dinner. Justice had finished with his too. Halfway through the
    conversation he’d shot her an apologetic look and rose to his feet. He walked to his
    briefcase on a desk by the front door and opened it to leaf through some folders as he
    spoke quietly. He remained on the phone.
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    Laurann Dohner

Chapter Three
    Jessie cleaned up their dinner dishes and put them on the bottom empty shelf of the
    cart. She lifted the lids on the four smaller dishes to identify the desserts when she
    pulled them out and set them on top. She knew a lot of the Species weren’t fond of
    chocolate and ignored the fudge cake to study the other dishes. One was a mixed-fruit
    concoction piled on what appeared to be angel food cake. The other two were pieces of
    apple and pumpkin pie. She glanced at Justice for a moment, trying to decide which one
    he’d enjoy more. She picked up the fruit and the apple pie and grabbed a spoon before
    approaching him.
    He must have sensed her behind him. He turned and cupped the bottom of the
    phone to mute his voice. “I’m sorry.”
    “Which one?” She held them out.
    He smiled and accepted the fruit. She had guessed right. She held out the spoon but
    he didn’t have a hand free to take it. She grinned as she dipped it into the dish he held and lifted it toward his lips. He grinned in response and opened his mouth.
    She took notice of his fangs as she gently slipped the spoon against his tongue,
    avoiding the sharp points of his teeth. He sealed his mouth around the spoon and Jessie
    suddenly became as jealous as hell of that bit of silver with his lips wrapped around it.
    She pulled it slowly out.
    He closed his eyes as he savored the taste, his expression showed the pure