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his Pack members might stray onto our land. When Dmitri introduced me as his mate, Jason extended the hospitality of his Pack to me and invited us to the after party at the Pack house. That’s when I met Amy and a lot of the other programmers who now work for me.”
    “Pack house?” Sally asked, trying to sidetrack herself from the almost unreasonable fury of jealousy that rose in her at the mention of the other woman’s name. Why she was so possessive of Jason after a single kiss, she had no idea, but if she’d had hackles, they’d have risen in irritation.
    “It’s sort of the communal building where they all gather and a few of them live. There’s a patch of land out back that they farm for vegetables, though I have the impression their diet consists mostly of meat. Wolves are carnivores, after all.” Carly paused to chuckle. “The parties all sort of begin and end there. It seems to be their gathering place. The house certainly is big enough. It’s really pretty. Maybe Jason will show it to you—if you decide to take him up on his offer of being a tour guide.”
    Sally thought about it. “I plan to. There’s something about him…”
    “Yeah, I can see by that faraway look in your eye that he’s gotten to you. Just promise me you won’t roll over and play dead when he snaps his fingers. At least put up a little fight.” Carly’s cajoling words made Sally laugh.
    “Yes, ma’am, Mistress, ma’am.” Sally saluted her, going along with the joke. “I’ll do my best.”
    But as Sally said good night and went down the hall to the guest room she’d been given, she wondered if she had enough strength of will to hold out for long. Jason was potent. Even that one small kiss had set her senses reeling. And they’d been in the middle of a crowded room. She could only wonder what he’d be like when they were alone. Would she be able to hold out against his charm? She had the sneaking suspicion that she wouldn’t.
    And did she care? No, not really. She wanted to know what it was like to be the center of that man’s attention. She wanted to take a walk on the wild side. She’d tread the straight and narrow all her life. Wasn’t it about time she let her hair down and learned what it felt like to be daring and bold? Wasn’t it about time she let herself have a vacation fling?
    She was only going to be here for two weeks. The fling—if fling there was—had a built-in expiration date, after which she would return to her nice, comfortable life. She’d go back to hunting bad guys and Jason could go back to his horny Pack bitches.
    But she could have him for a couple of weeks, maybe. She almost feared those two weeks could change her outlook forever. Did she dare try?
    Even if it meant heartache, she couldn’t pass up her chance to be with a guy who made her mouth water. She’d never been so attracted to a man before and somehow, she doubted she ever would be again. If not now, then when? Time to let her hair down and be wild. Just once.
    Well, more than once , she amended her thoughts. She’d let him get wild with her as many times as she could manage in the two weeks allotted. That ought to be enough to tide her over…for the rest of her depressing, lonely life.
    Sally determined not to think about the future now. It would come when it did. All she could do was live each day, one at a time. Her job and her past had taught her that. She couldn’t help it if there was a little spring in her step knowing that the next few days would hopefully be spent with a gorgeous man who seemed to genuinely be attracted to her. And here she’d thought there’d be nothing to do in the country during her vacation. Boy, had she been wrong. Not only was there something to do—there was some one to do—and she hadn’t had that kind of fun in much too long.
     

Chapter Three
     
    Good as his word, Jason pulled up around noon the next day. Sally had woken early, her internal clock still a little off due to jetlag.