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into and to the man she loved? She hadn’t had this problem in their previous two leaps.
    She’d been able to see Reece almost immediately. She had no idea why she couldn’t see him this time.
    “This guy you’re possessing is very young,” she said as she examined Reece’s temporary body. “Pretty even. Black hair, black eyes. Smooth, deeply tanned skin.” Her eyes raked down his lean body. “Lithe in an athletic way and practical y hairless. What are you, twelve?” She caught sight of the thing she’d been trying to forget she saw when they’d first arrived, and sure didn’t want to see a second time. “I guess that makes sense considering your, um, little problem.”
    “ Little problem? I don’t think any man would think this guy suffers from a little problem.”
    Lara winced. “Okay, I don’t want to think about it. What does the woman I leapt into look like?”
    He reached forward and tugged the veil covering the lower half of her face aside.
    “You're sharing a body with a gorgeous, dark-haired woman in a flowing red sari.”
    “I guess we aren’t put into the bodies of certain people for a reason. We really aren’t here to help troubled couples of the past find love, are we? Who we leap into is totally random and I was just wishful thinking that it might have a purpose.” Reece glanced down at himself, but just as she could only see her real self, he would only see his own body, not his host’s body. “It’s not that bad is it?” She winced. “Yeah, it’s pretty bad.”
    He grabbed his crotch to assess the damage. “They’re completely gone?” She swallowed and nodded morosely.

    He checked his nether region carefully and she averted her gaze so she didn’t have to watch him inspect things she couldn’t see.
    “Everything feels normal,” Reece said.
    “Well, this guy is missing two very important parts.”
    “It’s just wrong.” He scowled, biting his lip. After a moment of staring at her, mortified, he said, “He’s a eunuch? Are you sure?”
    “I'm afraid so.”
    “This is a first,” he said, hand returning to check for missing parts. “Did they take everything or just the testicles?”
    “Well,” she said, her face flaming. She coughed. “He still has his weeble, but the wobbles are gone.”
    “Not the woobles,” he said, his voice cracking with distress. “I can’t live in a guy without the woobles. Not even for three days.”
    She caught the smile he was trying to hide. Reece hadn’t lost his testicles, but his host’s body was seriously low on testosterone. Poor guy. “I think maybe you should take a closer look,” Reece said. “Maybe his woobles are just in hiding. Perhpas he’s severely dehydrated and they’ve shriveled to the size of raisins.” She rol ed her eyes, but bent for a closer inspection.
    “Careful,” he said, “don't poke your eye out on the—what did you call it—the weeble.”
    She looked up at him, trying not to laugh. If he had a sense of humor about the situation, it was hard for her to stay out of sorts about it. She still had al of her girl bits.
    At least, she thought she did. “They're definitely gone, Reece. No danglies at all.”
    “Lovely,” he murmured. “And just when were to the part of our relationship that I might actually need them on a regular basis.”
    She nodded morosely. “I guess we’ll just have to cuddle.”
    “Just to be clear, the rocket ship is intact, but the boosters are missing?” She lifted an eyebrow at him. “Right.”
    “I’ve got a piston, but no sparkplugs. A frank, but no beans. A stick, but no berries.
    A noodle, but no meatbal s. A bat, but no—,”
    “Reece. I think we’ve established that. Why are you fixating on this?”
    “Because you’re fixating on it, sweetheart, which means you can’t see the real me.
    You’re hung up on pretty boy and his lack of what’s hangin’.”
    “I’m not hung up on pretty boy or things that hang,” she assured him, but he was right. She