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Taking a sip, she eyed the dog that watched her curiously.  “I hope you like taco salad, Hoax.”
    She pulled a skillet from a cupboard and fired up the stove before tossing the venison in, letting it sizzle as she washed her hands, retrieved a cutting board, and made quick work of dicing tomato and lettuce.  When the meat was nearly browned, she added seasoning, her stomach growling in greedy anticipation.  She smiled at Hoax as she tossed him tortilla chips, munching a few herself in between shredding and rinsing the head of old lettuce and opening her bag of cheese.  “I’m starving, how ‘bout you?”
    Ten minutes later, she was seated at her table enjoying her salsa-doused taco salad and cold beer as Hoax chomped hungrily at the bowl of taco meat she had sat next to a much larger bowl of fresh water.  She wagged her fork at him, talking between bites.  “I knew you’d like taco salad.  You’re my kind of dog.”
    Hoax stopped eating momentarily to stare up at her and lick his lips.
    Cindy shoved another forkful of taco salad into her mouth as her thoughts meandered back to her encounter with RedKnife.  Admittedly, she’d been nervous when he’d entered the bar, but when he’d wrapped a hand around her throat, then sneered at Monroe in such a fierce display of protection, she’d never wanted to belong to a man more badly in her life.  Damn he’s sexy.  The thought brought a wicked grin to her lips as she dreamed of that strong hand sliding from her throat to pull her close for an intimate kiss.  The fantasy incited arousal at the prospect of the pleasure she knew she could find with the large, chiseled Sentry.  She thought back to the day when she delivered food to Lilly in her room in the infirmary.  RedKnife had been there, and she’d touched him without his permission.  She remembered thinking he was sexy as hell then, too.
    She jumped as Hoax, who’d abandoned his food to walk under the table, shoved his long snout into her crotch and began sniffing wildly.  She shoved his head aside as she nearly choked on her food.  “Christ, get outta there, you damn pervert.”
    Hoax licked his lips; just as he’d done moments earlier as he enjoyed his food.  Then he turned and sauntered back to his bowl before looking over his shoulder to stare at her with his big brown eyes.
    Did I just blush for a dog?  Cindy jumped again as the cell phone in her pocket began to vibrate.  “Shit.”  She fumbled as she slid her greasy fingers down the touchscreen to answer the call.  “Hello?”  She dropped her fork and pushed away from the table, listening intently to the voice on the other end of the line.  “Now?”  Her eyes dropped to the dainty watch on her wrist.  “It’s nearly three in the morning.  Come on Cody, you’ve gotta work with me here.”  She barely noticed Hoax rising to his feet and pacing towards her, his ears pinned back.  “Fuck!  Fine, I’ll be there.  Give me fifteen minutes.”  She hung up and strode down the hall, leaving her dinner on the table as she grabbed her keys and turned to Hoax.  “Stay and be good.  And I mean it!  I swear to God, if you shit in my house you’re a dead dog.”  The door clicked shut behind her.

Chapter 7
    RedKnife waited until she was gone before he shifted.  Damn, her place was small.  Too small.  He was breaking out in a sweat just being in the place, but he fought back his anxiety and focused on what mattered.
    Cody?  Who in the fuck is that?  Friend?  Boyfriend?  Lover?  Leaning forward, he peeled back the curtain covering a small pane of glass on the side of the door.  When her tail lights flickered at the end of the drive, he exited her apartment leaving the door unlocked behind him before he shifted to a large black hawk and took flight.
    His wings beat a steady rhythm as he was lifted higher and higher, following Cindy’s car easily.  Thanks to the late hour, the roads were nearly empty, and he didn’t