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a bit more attractive. Why didn't you tell me? Before Tegan stole you away to Florida?"
    " For the same reason you didn't confess. Fear of rejection."
    A tremor quickened along her spine, forcing Shane to tightened his arms. He couldn't believe she lay next to him. "Who knows about you, Chey?"
    " Only Nona and Mom. Only our descendants revere the doe. Others see a prized white pelt or worse."
    " Eternal youth," he offered somberly. He wondered about Nona. She could easily be a shifter, especially with her powerful magic. Jasper had told him there were others in the tribe, but only the elders knew whom. "Nona knows about me because of Jasper."
    Her eyes rounded.
    "Why did she allow Tegan take you away from her protection?"
    " Mom has secrets that Nona probably doesn't even know."
    Her vulnerability st ruck him. Softly, he said, "Baby, I'm so sorry. I was selfish. Blamed everything on you. Can you forgive me?" He kissed her forehead.
    " It hurt for a long time, but now I understand you had your own issues to deal with." Her warm fingers trailed to the center of his chest.
    " Truth from now on?"
    She nodded .
    " I have a question that's been plaguing me, since you drove off the other night, leaving me with a hard-on."
    She laughed.
    "What led you to become an exotic dancer?" Gorgeous as she was, he'd never envisioned her as an exhibitionist, except for him.
    " I had a hard time controlling my shifts. Mom home schooled me. After graduating, I waitressed at clubs because I could sneak alcohol which curbed my transitions. Stripping allowed me to work in short spans and get paid well. Now that I'm older, I have better control."
    She wasn 't ashamed and he didn't hold it against her. "Hmmm…I'd love to see you work the pole, baby." His hand cupped one of her breasts. Her nipple pebbled at the brush of his fingertip and sent his blood rushing.
    " I have exclusive rights to any pole I work," Cheyenne countered, scraping a long fingernail between his pecs.
    Her play on word 's forced him to grin. "Of course, baby. And for the record," he brought his nose close to hers, "there is only one face I see when I come, Little Doe." Grazing her lips, he vowed that before the night ended, she would feel the same.
    " Now…should we finish that game we began in the tree house?"
    Her joke propelled him backward in time. His predatory side roared to life as he poised over her. He breached her thighs with his and grazed her taunt nipples with his chest. He was dying to take her. Give her the love he'd withheld. "Remind me. Was it Doctor?"
    " Give me your cure." She rasped, encircling his swollen medicine stick with her long fingers.
    Oh yeah!
     
     

 
    Chapter 6
     
    Cheyenne marveled at Shane's physique. Handsome and strong. Topaz eyes blazed at her as she stroked his shaft. He filled her hand to the point where her long fingers couldn't meet. She understood Dory's addiction for him, but now that he'd trusted her with his darkest secret, she truly believed he was finished with the slut.
    T hough she'd stripped for a living, she'd been with less than a handful of men. Each had reminded her of Shane in some way, but none had come close to the man beside her.
    " You're so beautiful, baby." Shane latched onto her nipple. He sucked and abraded the nub with his teeth until it grew hard and pert.
    " Thought you liked em' custom built," she said, referring to Dory's rack.
    " Ha, I'm an ass man and you know it. I certainly played with yours enough." His wink challenged.
    " Yeah, and if I remember right, you liked yours teased, too." His breath hitched as she caressed his satiny balls.
    " What's a little finger play? Makes me like granite. But only you have ever been given that privilege, sweetheart." His expression turned deadly serious as he flipped her over on her belly, grasped her by the hips and pulled her to her hands and knees.
    She lowered her chest displaying her slick and swollen nether-lips. Begging him to taste.
    He tongued her deep while