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Why did she have to run into that damn snake shifter’s office?
    Her squirrel chirped in annoyance and Jessie told her to button it.  Yes, he was handsome and smelled incredible and yes she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him since the moment he kissed her, but what kind of a man calls a squirrel his mate and then runs out the door like he’s on fire?
    The last two weeks had been the longest of her life, and she doubted she’d ever endured so many cold showers in her life before now.  Her body was on fire, and her temper was firmly at the end of its wick.  The only thing that had stopped her from exploding over the Christmas break was that she was far too busy helping with her younger brothers and sisters to actually worry too much about her love life – or lack of a love life.
    Now, however, two days back at work and not having spotted the sly snake even once, she was completely pissed.  How dare he kiss her and then run out on her!  She wouldn’t have dreamed of kissing him.  Well, okay, she might have dreamed about it, but she wouldn’t have done it.  Well, she probably would have done it.  Oh, never mind!
    Robbie tapped on her keyboard a few times and hey presto, it was fixed.  She hid her scowl.  She should have been able to do that, and he made it look damn easy.  He beamed at her, and she managed a watery smile.
    “Thanks,” she muttered.
    “No problem.  Takes a little while to get used to the Los Lobos system.  You’re already way ahead of all the new hires.  Even the ones who came to us from another SEA branch.”  He cast a wary look in Cora, the mole shifter’s direction.  The mole had no sympathy for any of her colleagues.  She told Ellory the ferret shifter that it was his own stupid, reckless fault he broke both legs while skiing.  Well, it was his own fault – but you shouldn’t say it!
    “Please.”  Her ire melted a little at the compliment.
    “No really, you’re a fast learner.  And anyway, the bar here is not that high.  A year ago when a new agent transferred in, we put a couple of shoot ‘em up games on his computer, a couple of hours later there were gunshots from his office.” 
    Jessie raised an eyebrow.  “He shot his computer screen with his gun?”
    “Shotgun and yes.  As we were taking his computer away, he complained that the game wasn’t realistic enough.”
    She burst into peels of laughter.  But her mirth was cut short by an enticingly familiar scent, followed by the coldest clearing of a throat she’d ever heard.
    “Ahem.”
    She and Robbie spun around to find him staring at them.  Robbie jumped to his feet, blushing wildly.  “Director Sanders!” he exclaimed.  “We were just…”
    “Ms. Duchamp,” said the director, ignoring Robbie and giving her the blandest look she’d ever received.  He could have been happy, angry or sad and she wouldn’t be able to tell.  Although, maybe he really was just completely apathetic to seeing her again.  That thought gnawed at her, and her inner beast gnashed her tiny teeth.
    Oh, he just made it worse by looking absolutely wonderful.  So handsome and sophisticated in his gray suit and dark red tie.  He looked like he should be a model for a fancy-ass watch.  And he smelled better than she remembered.  His cool, spicy scent was even more intoxicating without the smell of whiskey.  She just wanted to throw herself at him and wrap herself around him like a… well, like a python .  But she needed to stop thinking like that.  She was still mad at him.  Her squirrel pouted, but Jessie felt no mercy.  Freeze him out, baby, it’s ice cold in Jessie town.
    “Director,” she said with a coolness that she definitely didn’t feel.  No, her insides were molten lava at that moment.  Yet the tiny flicker of his eyebrow indicated that perhaps he wasn’t completely unfeeling.
    “May I see you in my office, please?  Ten minutes.  I believe you know the way.”
    She gave him a sharp look