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delicate. She’d gotten her height from her father, who was Greek, but other than that, she’d taken the rest of her exotic attributes from her Korean mother. Though he knew she was physically strong, there was something about her that made him want to pull her into his arms and take care of her.
    Who was he kidding? He didn’t want to take care of her. He wanted her in his bed, calling out his name as she climaxed. Plain and simple. Of course, nothing about his feelings for her had ever been simple. She’d always been around when Leta was in high school and he’d never thought about her in a sexual way until a few months after her eighteenth birthday. It was as if she’d blossomed overnight. But at ten years older than her, he’d felt like a lecher and avoided her at all costs—though his jaguar side hadn’t understood what the hell his problem was.
    Plus, she’d always had a crush on him and it would have been wrong for him to act on it, knowing how inexperienced she was. He’d almost given in to kissing her at her nineteenth birthday party but stopped himself. She’d been drinking, and if he’d kissed her, he wouldn’t have stopped at kissing. She wasn’t the kind of woman to walk away from, and considering she was leaving for college, nothing good could have come from it. He knew he’d bruised her feelings back then, but that was a long time ago and she would have gotten over it long ago. Now she was home to stay, according to his sister.
    And she wasn’t too young anymore. She’d clearly grown up in more ways than one. He could see it in the confident way she walked and dressed. While he hated the thought of other men looking at her in that tight dress, he more than appreciated how she looked. That she was secure with who she was now.
    â€œYou’ve got it fucking bad.” Saul’s words made Hector glance over at his friend.
    â€œHuh?”
Crap, had Saul been saying something?
    Saul shook his head. “I’ve been telling you about the blond hottie over at the high-top tables undressing you with her eyes and you’re staring at Daphne like you want to take her right on the bar.”
    The visual
that
evoked had his entire body tightening with need. The thought of her splayed out for him was almost too much. He knew Daphne had been aware of his erection when they’d danced. He’d felt like a randy cub when she’d pressed against him, but he hadn’t bothered trying to hide it. What would be the point? He wanted her to know he was affected because he wanted his desire for her clear. Then she’d walked away from him and he wasn’t sure why. The sweet jasmine scent of her desire had teased him above everything else in the bar. It was clear she was attracted to him, but still she’d walked away.
    â€œYou are so screwed,” Saul murmured, but Hector continued ignoring him.
    Hector knew the lupine shifter was right. He
was
screwed. Something primal had hit him in full force the second she’d walked into the bar. He couldn’t know for sure, but it was like his body had awakened at seeing her. It was insane to think this was the mating call considering she was a wolf and he was a jaguar, but it wasn’t impossible. There was no one sign; he’d always been told he’d just
know
. As if it was that simple.
    As he watched the male lupine shifter she was dancing with move even closer, Hector almost lost control. He was known for being laid-back, but now his dominant nature was roaring to the surface. Not caring about the consequences, he stalked toward her. Weaving through the tables and ignoring anyone who spoke to him, he headed right for the dance floor.
    Daphne looked over at him in surprise, and then something flickered across her features he couldn’t define. Not fear exactly. God, he couldn’t deal with it if she was ever afraid of him. But she was nervous.
    Jessie, the man she