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laugh. They finally get Tayen to say yes, and they have to ditch her to track down a couple of wayward hunters. He gazed over at her, unsure if it was relief or disappointment in her eyes.
    She gave them a sympathetic smile and motioned toward the door with her hand. “Go. You know your minds will be dwelling on the job if you think about doing anything else. I’ll take a rain check.”
    Quinn slammed his free hand down on the counter as he pressed the button on the mic. “We’re on our way. Send the coordinates to the truck’s GPS and we’ll see if we can finally catch these creeps.” He was still mumbling under his breath as he stalked toward the door, pausing when he reached the threshold. He turned back, his gaze narrowed on Tayen. “Don’t think for one second this changes your decision. You said ‘yes’ and we’re holding you to that…dinner for three.”
    Tayen nodded, though Rogan could see the apprehension in her eyes. He knew she was attracted to them, it was the one reason they’d kept asking her out, but there was something keeping her from jumping in. And he’d bet a month’s worth of pay it wasn’t her fear over a threesome. It was something much deeper…
    He joined Quinn at the door, smiling back at her as he opened it. He’d already walked through when her voice stopped him.
    “Be careful.”
    Quinn nudged him in the ribs as they both stared at her.
    “We will,” said Rogan before adding, “is that really what you wanted to say?”
    She toed the floor, looking as if she couldn’t decide whether to say more or just dart away. Finally, her gaze met theirs again. “I’m not what you think I am.”
    “Right. You’re not smart, funny, beautiful, charming, compassionate…you’re a complete mystery.”
    “Not that, Rogan. I mean…I’m different.”
    Rogan smiled. “Then I guess we’ll just have to discover all your secrets for ourselves.” He saluted as he turned to leave. “Stay dry, darling. Looks like there’s another storm on the way…guess this month is living up to its name of Thunder Moon. We’ll be by tomorrow.” He blew her a kiss as he closed the door, the distant rumble of thunder mirroring his displeasure. He glanced at Quinn, knowing his friend was thinking the same thing—God help the poachers if they got anywhere near them tonight.
     

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Two
     
     
    Tayen walked across the room and leaned against the closed door, praying her knees wouldn’t completely buckle. The air seemed suddenly thin, leaving her feeling slightly lightheaded. What the hell had she just done? She inhaled, instantly infused with the scent of both men. Earthy spice mixed with a delicious male musk was clearly Rogan, where Quinn was more wintery pines and alpine meadows enriched with a hint of summer rain. They were definitely fire and ice, alike but distinctly different, which was probably the reason she’d never been able to choose between them, not that they’d ever asked her to.
    “Oh, my God.”
    The reality of their meeting hit her, and she slid down the door, her ass skipping across the hard wood. She’d said yes…actually accepted their invitation out to dinner, knowing full well where they hoped it would end.
    She palmed her face in her hands, wishing a hole would open up and swallow her. This was it. Either she jumped in and revealed her unique ability, or she spent the rest of her life alone. She knew the boys would never forgive her if she bowed out now. She’d crossed a line that had quickly disappeared, and now she was left balancing on the edge until she found a way to tell them she wasn’t all girl.
    Right. How the hell do I tell them I can shift into a bobcat? Hey boys, do you like cats? No, what about—kitten isn’t just a pet name…
    She groaned and shook her head. It just wasn’t something that came up in idle conversation. Hell, in any conversation. And even if she did tell them, there wasn’t any guarantee they’d believe her. Chances