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follow him across the country just to feel this.
    Burying his face between her legs, Lucas concentrated on keeping his promise. With her thighs pressed against his cheeks, his tongue whipped her into a frenzy that had her hips slamming up to meet each thrust of his tongue.
    “More.” The pleasure just out of her reach, Bethany burned for him. Wanted him, even as a tiny part of her begged for sanity. Do not lose your head over him.
    Pushing his face deeper, she ground into him when she came. Sex, that was all it was. The best damn sex ever. Bethany grinned in the aftermath. Her soul was free and happy. It had been time for a change.
    She barely had time to catch her breath when he flipped her onto all fours and plunged into her from behind. Rough and hard, Lucas took her. His hands on her hips were bruising in their intensity, but he felt so good. So hard and thick, and each thrust made her nipples drag on the bedsheets. Bethany arched up, allowing him deeper, smiling because she was going to have this every night for months. Fuck. Yes. The slap of his thighs against her ass made her grunt and thrust back at him.
    “Forget him. There is only me.”
    Bethany had to agree. Had no choice when he grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. “Say it.”
    “No,” she ground out, loving that it made him take her faster and harder. She felt him so deep in her, hitting all the right places. He was dangerous and a stranger. Yet he was so handsome and compelling. Bethany was overlooking all the warning signs. He was one heck of a rebound, even if that was all it would ever be.
    “Stop thinking.” His voice was hoarse, desperate, and just a little pissed-off.
    Bethany let herself go. No matter what happened tomorrow, tonight was all hers. She came apart into little jagged pieces, so sensitive that her breath kept catching on her inhalations. At last, she tightened around him and gave in and gave up. Keith’s memory blew away into the breeze like a leaf in autumn.
    “Mine,” Lucas grunted.
    And she sighed happily, “Okay.” She felt dopey, a little sore, and really satisfied. Her eyes were half-shut. Lucas gathered her close and feathered her temple with kisses until she fell asleep.

Chapter Three
    Lisa
    Lisa watched the leather vendor for a bit. She did a brisk business, and her goods were high quality. But more important, at least for Lisa, was the fact her eyes kept straying to the new bride. Even more interesting was that one time the bride looked back and seemed almost apologetic. But then she laughed at something that idiot Keith said and pointedly turned her back on the vendor. Lisa saw a quick look of pain cross the vendor’s face before she stoically went back to folding buttery-soft blankets. Lisa thought the bride was crazy. The leather lady was hot.
    Lisa sauntered across the road as a ferret, hopping toward the back of the vendor’s pavilion. Seeing a curve in the tent flap, she slunk in and then shifted into human form. The noise was enough for the storekeeper to push aside the flap that separated the back of the tent from the selling table. To give the store owner credit, she merely raised an eyebrow at seeing a naked woman in the back of her tent.
    “Can I help you?” she said, staring at Lisa’s body.
    Lisa liked how the leather lady looked close up. She had short black hair and dark blue eyes that made Lisa shiver a bit when they lingered on her breasts. She wore a leather halter and matching black leather pants. Lisa stared back and smiled.
    “I hope so,” Lisa said. “I need some things.”
    “I can see that,”
    “I’d like an outfit like you’re wearing, boots, pants, and a jacket.”
    “Do you want it tooled along the side?” the woman said and showed her the pattern going up the leg of her pants.
    Lisa walked closer, the smell of leather thick in her nostrils making her a little wet. “That’s very pretty,” she said and ran her fingers up the pattern.
    She felt the woman take a