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expression turned to an Oscar the Grouch scowl.
    “Why?”
    Aziza automatically plopped a hand on her hip. “Look, homeboy, you may be the master of your domain out in the real world, but you’re in my world now. In here, I’m the boss, and you need to do what I say.” It took everything in her to get that out without her voice shaking, since David had the unerring ability to intimidate her and make a question sound like a command she should follow without back talk.
    Arms folded across his hard-muscled chest, David reluctantly turned his back to her.
    Aziza took a deep breath before placing her stethoscope against his bare chest to listen to his heartbeat and heard him gasp again.
    “You felt that.” She watched him nod.
    “One day, I’ll get you to tell me how you keep your
    stethoscope so warm.” He turned, smiling at her when he approached.
    “That’s for me to know…” She smiled, too, until her gaze locked with his. Something was eerily familiar about his eyes, something that shouldn’t have been. She had seen him the night before and gotten the full effect of their azure color at the fundraiser, but there was something more about his eyes, about him, that called to her like that of the wild.
    A memory flickered to life about her soul mate. Her father had insisted he would be psychic. But what else would he be? “Did you have anything to do with my…visitor last night?”
    David extended his hand. “Come here.”
    She did, despite his dodgy answer, wanted to touch him, feel him against her, inside her, throbbing and hot. Filling her.

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    Aziza put her hand in his, rewarded with surprising warmth.
    She realized it wasn’t his flesh and bone that heated her skin. Their hands weren’t touching, their energy was.
    She gaped when he twined his fingers with hers and drew her forward, his intensity and strength like a magnet, his spiritual energy pulling her rather than his muscles.
    Once she was in his space, Aziza tilted back her head to stare up at him. “What now?”
    “Let’s see.”
    She had a moment to yelp before he tugged her towards the bed, and leaped into his body dragging Aziza with him.

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Chapter 5

    David had always been a risk-taker, taking calculated gambles most of his personal and professional life. He’d never been reckless, at least not the way he’d been with Aziza just now, pulling her in with him when he wasn’t at least ninety-nine percent sure what would happen to her.
    He’d let his eagerness get in the way of his judgment. He wanted her, had never been so hungry, so desperate to take a woman before now.
    David held tight as they finally lurched to a stop.
    Aziza didn’t scream or panic. In fact, she hadn’t made a sound the entire way in, except for that initial gasp of surprise when they’d first started to descend.
    David pulled away to stare at her when the darkness around them gradually lightened. “Are you okay?”
    She blinked, glanced around her, then back at him. “Not exactly a hospital kitchen.”
    “Not even close.”
    She nodded. “It’s cozy. Your bachelor pad?”
    He laughed at her accuracy. He’d recreated the exact décor of his bedroom at home, down to the four-poster bed and matching burgundy and blue accents in the room.
    David pulled her towards the king-sized bed in the middle of the space.
    “How did you do this?”
    “I wished for it.”
    “Like magic, huh?”

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    “Exactly.” He imagined explaining his heritage to her—how he’d taken a little knowledge from all his psychic and shapeshifting relatives and his own personal experience manipulating his anatomy to bring her into his mind—and wondered if she’d reject him.
    David couldn’t see her fearing his gifts, not when he remembered her reaction to his wolf form. She hadn’t screamed or run when any other woman would have. Not Aziza.
    But then, she had gifts of her own, gifts and