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Addie Mae pointed at me and shook her head. “You’re a lady magnet, Daniel. A big ole’ tall glass of lady magnets. Get your little young behind out of here with all those cute little kittens.”

“I’m no lady magnet, ma’am.”

“You keep walking around with that box of kittens and in that police uniform that you can barely fit—”

“I can fit it,” I grinned, “It’s just my muscles like to get a work out with the fabric.”

“Lord Jesus. Get on out of here with those kittens.”

“Yes ma’am.” I checked her driveway. It had been impossible to park in it with all the snow. “Let me just leave the kittens here for a minute so I can shovel out your driveway.”

Still smiling, she shook her head. “And you’re still wearing that bag around your neck, right?”

“Of course, ma’am.”

“Good.” She grabbed the box and did her best to not look at those kittens.

Thinking of that moment made me lose track of the wolves’ howls.

I stopped the snow mobile.

Where did they go?

I scanned the area. Snow fell all around me. From here, I could see Faith’s house off in the distance. It would take me barely three or five minutes to zoom over there and check on her.

I looked at the house.

The lights were off and it was super late. There was no doubt that she was fast asleep in bed.

Being the jealousy crazy person that I was, I turned my attention to her driveway and made sure it was just her car there.

What would I have done if there was some guy’s car in the driveway? I can’t even think about that. Thank God, she’s not out in town dating anyone. I’m not ready for that.

I laughed.

Neither is Brett.

The few times I spied on Faith at night, driving around her property and trying to appear nonchalant, I bumped into Brett. We never spoke, just drove by each other. We both knew why we were constantly on that road always at night. There were no other houses out there. Anyone on that road would be heading to Faith.

You miss her now? Don’t you, Brett?

Every time he drove by, he glared my way. We must’ve passed each other at least five times a week. It was such an odd thing we had going. Two desperate men circling her place, just like the packs of wolves I searched for. The only difference between the wolves and me, was that I would not fall back, if Brett came near her romantically again. I would attack. Dissect his manhood and sling it in one of the nearby lakes.

I bet I gut you clean, before you get her back.

And Brett had to know why I was sniffing around the property. That was why he never nodded his head or waved hi. He just gave me that deadly gaze and slowed his car as if he were hoping I would stop and get out to fight.

Don’t try me, Brett.

I stood in silence for a few seconds more and got ready to turn on the snow mobile and head home. But another sound stopped me. Froze me to the core.

Is that someone moaning?

“Oh!”

It was a woman. There was no doubt about it.

“Oh, Remy!”


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