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driving snow. “Or not.”
    “I’ll see what’s going on out there.” Once again Duncan grasped the door handle.
    “You can stand out in the blizzard and assess the situation if that makes you happy, but I’ve lived in this area all my life and I can guarantee that we won’t be getting out of here without a tow truck.”
    He glanced over at Kate. She looked so blasted sweet with her long blond hair and big blue eyes, but he knew better after a summer of trading barbed comments on the Internet. In the interest of getting to know his enemy, he’d decided to read her book, Sex and the Single Shifter: A Guide to Ultimate Satisfaction , on his e-reader during the long plane ride.
    Kate was about as sweet as a dram of Dewar’s. And like that most excellent whisky, she had the potential to addle his brain, and that would be unfortunate. If he’d been lucky, her likeness on the Internet would have turned out to be Photoshopped and her real self wouldbe homely as a hedgerow. Instead she was bonnier than the heather in full bloom.
    A blond goddess who’d written a book about sexual satisfaction would tempt any male almost beyond endurance, but he couldn’t afford to be tempted. Any weakness in that area could compromise his goals. His followers expected him to stay strong, and he would. He would .
    Still, he was fighting the effects of jet lag, and he had trouble not staring at her. She looked adorable in her red leather jacket and furry cap. “You know the lay of the land better than I do,” he said. “If we need a tow, then perhaps you should call for one.”
    “Exactly.” Pulling off her black leather gloves, she reached for the phone in a holder on the dash, tapped on it, and held it to her ear. After listening for several moments, she frowned. “Automatic message. They’re flooded with requests. Let me call another company.”
    Duncan watched her growing frustration as she tried various avenues to arrange for a tow. When she swore softly under her breath, he couldn’t help smiling. She must hate getting herself stuck with him as her passenger.
    At last she put the phone in its holder with a sigh of resignation. “I’ve left messages, but this sudden snowstorm has created emergencies all over the area.” She pulled on her gloves and peered out the window. “It’s getting worse out there. I can’t risk having another vehicle from the resort get stuck while trying to rescue us, so I’m not calling them.”
    “How far to the lodge?”
    “Way too far, if you’re suggesting we walk it. Being so remote means we’re blessed with privacy, but bad weather makes the resort almost inaccessible.”
    “What if we shifted into Were form and wentcross-country?” He didn’t think she’d go for that because they’d have to take off their clothes first. Now, there was a concept that would test his determination to resist his cravings. But if the alternative was sitting in the vehicle all night, they might have to consider it.
    “If I thought we could make it up there easily as wolves, then I’d agree to shift, but we’d have a nasty slog that might not turn out well. Still, we can’t sit here indefinitely while we wait for somebody to call us back. Folks freeze to death doing that.”
    “Wouldn’t that make a juicy story for Angela Sapworthy?”
    Kate let out a martyred sigh. “She’s at the resort, you know.”
    “I assumed she would be. She promised to be the eyes, ears, and nose for her faithful readers.”
    “She’s been good for attendance, so I shouldn’t complain, but if I have to read one more reference to the virility of the Wallace brothers, or—”
    “The virility of Duncan MacDowell?” he added helpfully.
    “Yes, she does go on about you in a rather nauseating fashion.”
    “I quite like it.”
    “I’m not surprised.”
    This was more fun than typing comments on the Internet because he could see her reaction. She developed a cute little jut to her chin when she was irritated. “So,